+476 -- Posted dated one day, to tomorrow, for the sake of Sky being coherent enough to manage this without shredding his ear off. xD
Sky honestly was feeling pretty bad today. She knew full well she'd have company later, but right now, she felt sick... depressed. She sat in her living room, organizing a box of clothes. Ugh. Nearly two days prior, she'd had her miscarriage, and was still recovering. Moving around was easy for her, since it had been early on, but most times she just didn't feel up to it. She'd lost her children, two male pups, before she'd even been able to name them; of course, she had after the event took place. Luke and Haiden Katruk. Both would sleep peacefully, cremated and sent off to sea, but Sky... Sky didn't feel up to sleeping lately. Funny how much she missed children that she'd never really met.
Shawchert had been bunking with her the last two nights, keeping her company, being a shoulder to cry on. It helped her a lot, but he still had pack duties to attend to. She'd shooed him away so she could have some time to think, and privacy for her best friend's... more-than-a-friend, J'adore. Sure enough, amongst her mulling and depressive thoughts, a knock came to the door, right after a soft voice called her name. With a soft sigh, girl stood slowly, and forced a smile onto her face. Same old, same old.
She stretched meekly, and headed to answer the door. The boy looked as if he'd been about to leave as she opened the old wooden door, and she smirked a bit. "Hey, come on in." She held the door open for him, and stood back, giving him room. "Y'look nervous. It's just an ear piercing. It doesn't hurt or anything. Just a tiny pinch."
Sky was wearing some nicer clothes today; her wrists and ankles were wrapped in the usual white gauze, hiding her scars. Around her neck was the black kerchif she was ever so proud of, adorned with tiny white skulls, faded from years of weathering. It was obvious that she wore a padded bra under a striped tank-top, and a cute shawl was draped over her shoulders, also black. The usual blue jeans were worn, though without the belt today, as comfort was her main goal. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail, loose strands of bangs framing her face nicely. She looked good... except for those tired eyes, and those damn crows feet there. Blah.
"Have a seat on the couch. I've got it all set up, just don't touch anything on the table there and you'll be fine." Sure enough, infront of the couch was an end table, happily set there by Shawchert before he'd left. What a dear. The not so happy part of this was the plastic table 'cloth' and the neatly arranged fluted needles lined up in a row, gloves and surgical mask prepared above them. Egh!
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