07-29-2019, 05:43 PM
I GRIEVE IN STEREO, THE STEREO SOUNDS STRANGE.
"I can't keep it down." Arrow shook her head at Leroy's water offer, glad to have some company in her current state, even if it was him just watching her spill her guts. Not exactly a great time for either of them, but it was better than being alone. She snapped her teeth at nothing in particular, spitting some blood tainted saliva into the undergrowth. It just kept coming up it felt like, she couldn't get the taste out no matter how much she tried, if she could try. She was pretty weak as it was, there was no energy left to rinse it all out. Ew.
She'd never met Red, that was true. Normally she'd never be so...vulnerable in front of a stranger, but each passing minute brought more deterioration and a lot more pain. It had congregated in her abdomen, and her first thought was it was just her stomach. Maybe she irritated it with all the sickness. Maybe the blood had something to do with it. In the haze of her borderline agony, the physical contact was heaven sent. She took the hand offered, trying to keep her balance. "Internal...oh shit." She looked down, taking a moment to let it actually click. Was she gonna die?
Arrow sat down where she was told, eyes glassy, swaying back and forth a little bit. She barely felt the touch to her temple, it just felt like...heat. Something vague. She must have leaned into the touch, because seconds later she went down. Face down into the dirt with a quiet groan. Her side spasmed, and there was another series of gross coughs and hacking, but with more audible struggling and more, well, blood. A lot more. Her chin was more than covered, her jaw was stained in the dark, viscous liquid. "Ouch." She muttered, kicking her back leg a bit as if she was making some poor attempt to get back onto her paws. Or maybe she'd just take a nap right here.
"I can't keep it down." Arrow shook her head at Leroy's water offer, glad to have some company in her current state, even if it was him just watching her spill her guts. Not exactly a great time for either of them, but it was better than being alone. She snapped her teeth at nothing in particular, spitting some blood tainted saliva into the undergrowth. It just kept coming up it felt like, she couldn't get the taste out no matter how much she tried, if she could try. She was pretty weak as it was, there was no energy left to rinse it all out. Ew.
She'd never met Red, that was true. Normally she'd never be so...vulnerable in front of a stranger, but each passing minute brought more deterioration and a lot more pain. It had congregated in her abdomen, and her first thought was it was just her stomach. Maybe she irritated it with all the sickness. Maybe the blood had something to do with it. In the haze of her borderline agony, the physical contact was heaven sent. She took the hand offered, trying to keep her balance. "Internal...oh shit." She looked down, taking a moment to let it actually click. Was she gonna die?
Arrow sat down where she was told, eyes glassy, swaying back and forth a little bit. She barely felt the touch to her temple, it just felt like...heat. Something vague. She must have leaned into the touch, because seconds later she went down. Face down into the dirt with a quiet groan. Her side spasmed, and there was another series of gross coughs and hacking, but with more audible struggling and more, well, blood. A lot more. Her chin was more than covered, her jaw was stained in the dark, viscous liquid. "Ouch." She muttered, kicking her back leg a bit as if she was making some poor attempt to get back onto her paws. Or maybe she'd just take a nap right here.