[b]carrie[/b]

Carrie closed her eyes, Zephyrs anger at her not unexpected. She couldn't find the energy to care. [color=fff200]"I hate infirmrys. That's where my mother died. Where I did too, for a few moments."[/color] she said softly, wearily. She didn't speak for a few moments, her complexion pale, so pale she was almost transparent. Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, her skin, and her eyes seemed distant, and unseeing as she opened them again. 

[color=fff200]"it's not exactly a plan, but I think I'm going to pass out"[/color] she said in an oddly calm and matter affect tone, before doing just that. 

[b]michael[/b]
[@Silver Fox]
[color=00a651]"there's a difference between believing in somethin and just using it as an excuse to do whatever you want"[/color] Michael said softly, keeping his tone neutral. He was getting better at that. But sadly you couldn't hide what was in the eyes, a slight haunted look. 

He sighed, and shoved his hands in his pockets again. [color=00a651]"in the end all they would have been doing was helping themselves, not Jackie. If they wanted to help her, they'd be finding a way to help speed her recovery alone. I know reactions can be heated, but... It just seems that all they cared about was getting revenge, and not making sure Jackie was alive."[/color] he gave a shrug, watching as Uriel continued to work. 

The spirit didn't seem to be wearing down, and all Michael could hope was It was being beneficial to Jackie, and making things better. Chances were Uriel wouldn't be able to heal everything, but if he could help her even get out of the coma, and walking,  Michaelwas fairly sure she'd heal quicker, then staying in bed for whoever knew how long. ([@joshua tamashii])