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Post by Torn on Oct 21, 2007 12:03:55 GMT -5
The last of her clothing is gone. This much the injured girl knows, because suddenly she can feel the bathroom air on every part of her body. Every part. Taking in a gasping breathe, she forces herself to focus on the pale woman as she stands. She's.... who....? Her mind just doesn't want to think anymore and those are the only words she can get through the exhaustion before the lady picks her up again. She closes her eye as a spell of dizziness overcomes her. She shudders in the woman's arms.
Then she's set on a thin, cool surface. Heat from an unknown source rises to meet her, slightly warming her chilled skin. She's too weak to hold herself up, but the lady seems to know that because she's supporting her with one of her hands. Another hand gently grips the girl's left hand and the woman says something. She's too tired to concentrate enough to understand the other's words. So when her hand is dipped into the warm water, it comes as a surprise. Her hand twitches at the heat and contact. Eye snapping open, she stares at the pale woman for a few seconds, before turning her gaze to her hand. The water still ripples at the intrusion. Some of the dirt and blood on her hand swirls around in the water and she watches it in a sort of weary fascination. She's still shivering and at each tremor more grime is dislodged by the ripples caused by her movement. Ragged breathes rattle from her lungs and her skull pulses in time to the swift current of blood pumping through her body. Her eye closes again as the heat of the tub's steam swamps her senses. The hand supporting her seems to be burning a brand into her back. She can feel each splayed finger pressing into her battered flesh. Again she becomes lightheaded.
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Post by Ryoku on Oct 26, 2007 23:35:15 GMT -5
((ooc: sorry.. I have been working non stop.. and haven't had much time for rp lately.. but I'll make more of an effert to respond more often))
Ryoku allows the girl to get used to the water then begins to busy herself with moveing the girl more into the water, all the while holding onto the girl's back, feeling the heaviness as the girl seemed to have no strength. First Ryoku submerged the girl's legs, then began to sit her down. Concern over if it was painful made her pause every so often, knowing once she got the injured girl into the water.. half the battle would be over.
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Post by Torn on Oct 27, 2007 2:15:27 GMT -5
OOC: Heh, not a problem, although I was wondering where you'd gone off to... Besides, work is more important than this game. I'll be looking forward to more of your posts!
Fighting the dizziness, the injured girl cracks her gray eye slightly open and stares at her benefactor with one, pain glazed orb. It's becoming increasingly difficult to stay awake. As her feet slip into the heated liquid, she shudders in the pale woman's arms. At the contact, her smaller cuts reawaken and she stiffens at her increased suffering. Trying to cause as little trouble as possible for the lady, she concentrates on staying still and even her tremors become less obvious as she focuses her will. She's doing pretty good, too, until the steaming water hits the long slash on her left leg.
The wound begins at her hip on the upper thigh and runs vertically down the side of her leg until just above her knee. Blood seeps from it, slow but heavy. As it's submerged, the water around it becomes instantly cloudy. Eye widening, her pupil retracts to a mere black pinpoint. Jaw clenching, her teeth grind against each other. Her body goes ridged as her muscles clench up and her back arches in agony. Her head snaps back and she strains against the lady's supporting arm. Her breathes come sharp and fast, almost as if she's sobbing.
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 1, 2007 17:38:22 GMT -5
Ryoku held the girls shoulder as she reacted badly to the waters warm touch, the regret in her own blue eyes shone outward but she hid it as she hung her head, her next action trully something that warranted such feelings. She pushed down on the girl softly coaxing her back into the water, it being eccntial that she get used to the water being the threat of phenmonia being more dealier than the horrendous gashes she sported on her pale skin. She heard a sound come from the girl, it was almost unaudable but she knew exactly what it was, sobbing... there was nothing she could do, and she fought the urge to comfort her physically.. due to her own dissagreeance with touch.. and the fact the girl most likely would be harmed more in the process.
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Post by Torn on Nov 1, 2007 20:05:04 GMT -5
Air whistles through her nose, her locked jaw preventing her from breathing through her mouth. Her sobs are mostly silent, the soft sounds issuing from deep in her throat, the first ones she's made all night. Slowly, her body reacts to the water's heat and the gentle coaxing of the pale woman. Relaxing, she sinks into the tub. Tears leak from her closed eyes, carving glistening trails in the dirt on her face. Her jaw unfreezes and she opens it slightly, panting. A coppery tang greets her taste buds and a small bit of blood leaks from the corner of her mouth. She'd bitten her tongue when her body had clenched up. Her sobs fade away and she's now completely limp. If the lady wasn't holding her up, she would have probably slipped under the water and drowned. At the moment, most of her body is submerged. Only one of her knees and her shoulders and up are above the water. Her head lolls to the side, her left cheek resting against the pale woman's supporting arm. She has absolutely no energy left for movement. As it is, she's barely clinging to consciousness.
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 1, 2007 21:47:33 GMT -5
The girl proved the task far to much.. the contact of water haveing made her cry, and result in her looseing all strength. She now rested on Ryoku's shoulder, she felt the warmth of the girl's head through her shirt, it made her relax herself, but the trail of tears still lingering made her concern return. It was plain to see that washing herself was out of the question, so Ryoku reached for the wash cloth on the nearby sink. Her fingers barely brushed it, she glanced back at the girl who was inabeling her from reaching it, and she gave a low sigh. ~Great.... now how do I move?~ Ryoku glanced back at the wash cloth, then a thought entered her mind. ~Nao! I forgot about him.. He's always been good at bringing me things.~ Ryoku wasn't to sure where the small black cat was.. she hadn't seen her when she got in, but knew she left him here when she left to the sign in desk, but she took a chance knowing the large lump of flesh usually stayed close to her.. (usually on her head.. face down, like a rag) she leaned away from the girl and let a low two toned whistle out (it usually sounded normal to her.. but to others the odd double note in her whistle would make them assume the woman knew some trick in whistleing) a few seconds later a small gold eyed cat emerged around the corner, the usuall comic grin plastered on his face. "Nao... there you are." Ryoku whispered. "Can you get that washcloth for me..?" The cat stood for a second his head slowly turning onto it's side like a weird curious bird, but the words obviously got to him, cause soon after he leapt on the sink and took up the cloth in his large maw, Nao jumped over to Ryoku to lay it on the floor, where he promptly collapsed on, face flat in a deep sleep. Ryoku raised a brow. the usuall antics of the cat never trully growing old, but the somber situation made her hold her warm laugh she usually gave. She turned around and concerned herself with the wounded girl, and slowly began to collect water in the cotton cloth, and began to clean the girls dirty face. "Lets see if we can find out what you look like under all of this.." she said softly as the tear trail's dissapeared with one smooth wipe.
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Post by Torn on Nov 3, 2007 9:29:40 GMT -5
The heat from the tub was beginning to thaw her body out. All of the previously numb places were now tingling. It felt like thousands of needles prickling her skin and it made her extremely uncomfortable. Along with that sensation awakens another. The wounded areas that she hadn't been able to feel were also starting to throb. The freshly awakened pain sends her head reeling and she fights nausea. Her added misery along with constantly trying to stay awake were draining her even more. She was way past her limits and any normal person would have succumbed to unconsciousness long ago.
As she begins to yet again drift towards the inviting darkness a strange sound calls her back. Its a two toned whistle and seems so out of place that she feels drawn to it. Struggling to keep awake, she gives a sharp gasp as a cloth is pressed gently onto her face. As the pale woman wipes away the dirt and blood, what was hidden underneath it is revealed. The left side of her face is fine. In fact, other than her head wound, its completely unmarked. The right side is another story. On her lower jaw is a large bruise. It covers most of said area and spreads a little onto her cheek. If that wasn't impressive enough, her black eye takes the breathe away. It's obviously fresh, a day or two old at the most. The skin is swollen so much that her eye is unable to open at all. The swelling and discoloration sweeps all the way from her right temple to just over the bridge of her nose. From the damage of her right side it seems a miracle that her nose hadn't been broken as well, but it's okay. The gash on her head has stopped bleeding, the wound finally clotting. As the cloth comes close to it, she flinches away. Her good eye flies open and she stares right at the pale woman, its slate color dulled with pain and a touch of fear.
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 5, 2007 15:17:08 GMT -5
She had made some progress with the girl's face, plesently suprised when the one side of the girls face was not only quite pritty, but untouched, but she couldn't say the same for the other side, it was shocking the sheer size of the bruise that enveloped the one side, she had some experience in wounds and it appeared to be somewhat fresh. "How long have you been wandering all broken like this...?" Ryoku quietly murmered. She was busy eyeing the bruise up when the girls sudden bad reaction to the cloth made her pull the cloth away, not wanting to prolong the pain by hovering near the wound, the girl's mute grey blue eye's that had shot open, took her aback, they seemed to sparkle, they seemed so alive, but other than that, the girls strength seemed compromised, and she was suprised this girl was still hanging on, although now the thought of her wandering to saftey with all the wounds she sustained wasn't such a foreign thought. Ryoku hushed the girl trying to sooth her as she continued downward with the cloth, she noticed the now murky water, and concidered changeing it. (not hard at all, being that the one hard part was done and over with..)
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Post by Torn on Nov 6, 2007 1:18:00 GMT -5
She's way past the point where she's able to comprehend words. Her brain is just too exhausted to even try anymore. Focusing on the pale woman's face, she slowly relaxes. Even if she's unable to understand the words, the woman's tone of voice is soft and soothing. Instinctively, she knows that the lady means her no harm and is even trying to help her.
The fear vanishes from her eyes. Eyelid drooping, she stares silently at the woman. She feels the cloth moving farther down her body. It brushes at her neck and then moves onto her left shoulder. As the dirt is wiped away, more bruises appear on her slender neck. Unlike the other, previous markings, these are distinct and obviously inflicted upon her by another person. Whoever had done this to her had rather large hands because they wrap all the way around her throat. Two large, oval shaped bruises slant next to each other on either side of her adam's apple. They were where the thumbs had pressed into her flesh and tried to cut off all her air flow.
Her eye's are drawn to the movement of the pale lady's hair. She stares at the snowy strands, mesmerized by it's swaying motion. Suddenly, she gets the urge to touch it, but finds herself unable to lift her good arm. All she's able to do is twitch her fingers. Sighing, she simply watches the motion. She falls into that relaxed state of mind that a person watching the waves crash on a beach often disapear into.
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 16, 2007 15:56:27 GMT -5
Ryoku more than noticed the size of the marks, and grunted to herself as she continued to wash her rythmically, trying not to stop to long, and hopeing to finish up soon. She sighed, as she dipped the cloth back into the water, draining the now stained cloth. She hoped the girl would survive this all... she knew the comeing days of recovery would be long and harsh.. she only hoped the girl would be able to tell her what had happened.
((OOC: GAHHHH I swear my work wants to kill me!!! No stop shifts for me lately... altho.. I will get this weekend off.. so hopefully we can speed through some missed days and get the story more evolved...))
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Post by Torn on Nov 17, 2007 0:52:34 GMT -5
Slowly, her eye closes and her breathing evens out. The feeling of the cloth on her skin is soothing. Her shivering has completely stopped and the pain seems to fade away. Drifting, she feels like she's spinning. The steam rising from the water heats her face. Cracking her eye open, she shifts her head until she's able to peer into the pale woman's face. She's at the end of the line, her strength is almost all gone. Summoning the last of it, she smiles, looking right into those electric blue eyes. Her own slate orbs glimmer with gratitude and intelligence. Her will to live shines in them. Then her body goes completely limp. Her good eye falls closed and her head slips to the side. She couldn't hold on any longer; her body said enough, and she'd finally succumbed to unconsciousness.
(OOC: That sounds good! Only problem is... I'm not 100 percent certain if I can post this weekend. Don't let that stop you, though. Keep posting, start a new thread even, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Grrrr.... it's not fair! I want to further the story line, develop it more! Arrrghgh! Life's a bitch sometimes....)
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 17, 2007 3:22:55 GMT -5
The girl began to move under her touch, she stopped and watched her curiously, not knowing what she would do, but intrested beyond words, and hopeing something may happen. Now... when the girl looked directly and unabashadly into her own eyes, it certainly took her aback, but when seeing something that sparkled within the deep grey pools of the irises, it made her nearly forget the girl was on the edge of conciousness. ~ Such determination.... it's amazing..~ Ryoku was quickly brought from her thoughts with a renching gut feeling, like her heart jumped, as the girl showed her first sign of anything.... a smile... the warm feeling that filled Ryoku filled her, and confused her, she sat back, partially in shock with it all, she looked up from the ground at which she had narrowed her stare at, and back at the girl who was now limp. Ryoku leapt foreward, out of the shock and into action her hands going out but hesitateing as they stopped just short of touching the girl, who teetered precariously from slipping into the water, she saw no need for panic and relaxed, simply propping her up with one hand and continued the rythmic washing, makeing sure to clean every possible spot, ensureing the girl was rid of all dirt, and infections. ********* Ryoku, had managed to clean the girl completly without moveing her much or even makeing to much noise as she refilled the bath about three times that night, she monitored the girl closely the whole time makeing sure her head didn't slip into the water. Ryoku appeared as she usually did... save for her eye's that where unuasually tired, the color seemed to fade the more energy she used, but without looking into them you wouldn't be able to tell, and with a glance at the wall clock just outside the bathroom, she quickly understood the whole reason for her grogginess... it was now 4:16 in the morning, she had spent quite some time cleaing the girl, but thankfully it was over, and all that there was to do was get the girl in a towel, dry her, and get her into bed. Ryoku leaned back reaching for a towel on the hook, absently keeping watch on the girl as she hooked the towel with a finger and pulled it off and unfolded it, she leaned down and wrapped the wet girl in the large black towel and began to lift her gently, hopeing not to reinjure her, or worse yet.. wake her up.
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Post by Torn on Nov 18, 2007 1:38:41 GMT -5
Stirring in Ryoku's arms, the injured girl's breathing increases. She settles right back down though, and seems to slip even further into her sleep. Her reaction had been purely body function. The pain caused her when she was picked up had made her body react, but up top, the lights stayed out. Her breathe slowing, she lets out a soft sigh. She doesn't react to being picked up in any other way and lays completely limp in the pale woman's arms.
(OOC: Woot! Problem solved! ;D I can keep posting this weekend, the story can go on. Sorry about the last comment above... been having a bad last few days, but now it's all good! )
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Post by Ryoku on Nov 19, 2007 18:29:18 GMT -5
Ryoku walked out with the girl still in her arms, takeing a sigh of relief that she did not awake, or get hurt, the only thing she did was begin breathing at a more rapid pace, but something in her told her it was just instinct. Ryoku layed the towel rapped girl on her bed, she never had problems with her strength, but this girl was unnervingly light, maybe the weakness... or maybe it was just natural for the mystery girl.. who knew. Ryoku was about to continue drying her, she placed her hand on the girls forehead, when suddenly she felt something, Ryoku leaned over rubbing her face, her whole body burned, something was happening, as she bagan to feel the girls pain, the bruises the cut's, each sliceing into her as if she herself was experiencing them, although she sat still, it was hard to keep from holding in her own laboured breathing, the constant contact.. it must be affecting her... she always got this, a usually ignored part of her self... but when letting her guard down she always was able to feel others pain, as if it were her own, mentally she scolded her barriers, and fought out the feelings. Ryoku managed to gain control, leaning back she shook her head, her now faded blue eyes seeming to glow with the smalest tinge of red, she looked down at the girl, who lay still.... a thought crossed her mind, as she eyed the wounds thoughtfully. ~Maybe.. I can.....~ Ryoku held out her hand and allowed it to hover there, and.. began to allow the girls pain rush through her.. she only hoped.. maybe this would work, like it did when she was younger.
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Post by Torn on Nov 20, 2007 0:19:18 GMT -5
A small moan slips through the injured girls lips and a shiver runs through her. She shifts in her sleep, instinctively reacting to whatever it is that Ryoku is doing. The hand of her left arm clenches into a fist. Her right arm stays limp. It's not completely disconnected, only pulled slightly out of place from the socket. Still, full control over it is not possible. Slowly, after a sort time, the girl relaxes. Whatever the pale woman was doing to her, it was taking the pain from her. The frown on her lips and the furrows on her brow disappear, leaving her face round and smooth. The pain lines that had been etched into her face, even when unconscious, completely vanish.
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