06-26-2018, 06:42 PM
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SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[W]iskerSOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;color: #E0EEEE;"] It was easy to fall into her own knowledge, forget the emotions being helping Goldie and just ease into the muscle motions Argus had since she started this cycle. Simply going through the motions as her thoughts blanked, emotions running stagnate in her focus as she plucked procedures out of thin air. Lightly scraping away at the scabs and memorizing the small flinches the other would make. Careful- steady gentle. Even as other's started to flood in- Vanessa's earlier words telling someone else to gather attention of a medic as concerned crewmtes settled around them all.
Rosmary was the first one, the four-eyed wildcat making Argus' own heart clench at the thought of her own child. The numbness slowly trickling away as awareness seeped back into focus. "Poppy seeds, I gave her the most she could have, so I don't recommend giving her anymore for at least a few hours." The seeds should help her ease into sleep within the next hour, and if her slightly slurred speech was to be expected- the other might be suffering from a fall as well. "[color+3add8e6]There isn't much that can be done for concussions or brain damage. Just let her rest, and someone needs to keep watch on her while she does. Less she face... hallucinations like her father did[/color]"
An anti-inflammatory would do the trick, but Argus has already given her something similar- Poppy would work for now until she could rifle through the voodoo-master's den. The officer's dark red hues flickering from the older roux at the sight of the smaller one coming around. It hurt to see Cold blame himself- but at least goldie had the right idea. It wasn't his fault- it wasn't goldie's either. "Don't blame yourselves, loss makes us do unexplainable things. It was no one's fault." The officer offered the admission slightly, her dark gaze swept across the already mourning family as she let herself step back. "Just keep an eye on eachother, ne?"
Rosmary was the first one, the four-eyed wildcat making Argus' own heart clench at the thought of her own child. The numbness slowly trickling away as awareness seeped back into focus. "Poppy seeds, I gave her the most she could have, so I don't recommend giving her anymore for at least a few hours." The seeds should help her ease into sleep within the next hour, and if her slightly slurred speech was to be expected- the other might be suffering from a fall as well. "[color+3add8e6]There isn't much that can be done for concussions or brain damage. Just let her rest, and someone needs to keep watch on her while she does. Less she face... hallucinations like her father did[/color]"
An anti-inflammatory would do the trick, but Argus has already given her something similar- Poppy would work for now until she could rifle through the voodoo-master's den. The officer's dark red hues flickering from the older roux at the sight of the smaller one coming around. It hurt to see Cold blame himself- but at least goldie had the right idea. It wasn't his fault- it wasn't goldie's either. "Don't blame yourselves, loss makes us do unexplainable things. It was no one's fault." The officer offered the admission slightly, her dark gaze swept across the already mourning family as she let herself step back. "Just keep an eye on eachother, ne?"