Don't dare say a word!

Demi D'Angelo · 04-21-2011, 07:15 PM

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Out of Character

really open to anyone, either other healers or family members would be awesome

Coding by Sie

In Character

The pain was what lingered even though the fear has subsided a bit. It had been several days since her encounter and she had spent almost every waking moment curled up on teddy’s bed trying to get herself over the mental stress of not being able to find a position to sit without her ribs sending her into breathing fits. She was ragged, the blood had been cleaned from her side, and she had been patched up, not to her standards but she’s the only one here who could patch her up and she couldn’t do it herself. So she had to rely on giving instructions to someone unskilled in medicine. For as talented as her man was with a blade he wasn’t that great when it came to the fine details of using a needle, or cleaning a wound. She guessed as she rubbed her side that it was indeed infected, the bears claws where no doubt dirty.

Demi swiveled from the bed groaning in disgust as her ribs screamed out from the act. Today she wanted to move, lying in bed all day had proved to be boring, at least she could be out and about in pain. The injuries to her where more than just physical, it was the first time she had been put in a true position of helplessness where she could talk or scare someone to get herself out of it. There was no reasoning with a bear, no logic bomb she could drop to make the decision to attack and attempt to kill her seem irrelevant. She was still extremely frightened to even leave the cave system. Fear had a grip on her, and she even felt herself becoming clingy to her dark knight. Things she never would have allowed herself to do otherwise. Today he had left to take care of pack business she assumed, and she couldn’t bare it even if she tried to tell herself that it didn’t. Along the goddesses body where cuts and bruises hidden beneath the fur, as she stood the pain of the act was written clearly across her face.

Her steps where short, her breathe coming in painful bursts but the determined woman had something in mind to help ease the pain. She had her stash of mushrooms back in her old room, back where she treated people. If she could get there, she’d eat several and hope that the effects would help the pain. Otherwise she had nothing to ease it, the methods humans used where log lost to her, even if she understood what they were. This meant she’d have to expedite her opium plans, the plants should grow well with good sunlight and the effects would easily help lesson pain along with the other wonderful effects she had heard of. But her form stopped only a few feet from Teddy’s room, slouched against a wall, panting with tongue rolled out in a totally unappealing and weak fashion. Oh she’d have to make up for this with treachery truly diabolical to make sure her image remained intact to everyone except a select few.

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