Adrienne’s eyes narrowed in concentration, tying off the last stitch on her shoulder. She smiled, but it had a tight look about it,” Essa... that’s a beautiful name.” She frowned slightly, her mind racing before she stood up,” I’ll be right back, Leo warn me if something goes wrong.” She hurried into the kitchen, looking at a locked cabinet briefly. She needed something to clean her wounds, she had forgotten it prior to actually stitching the wounds shut. She had run out of hydrogen peroxide a while past and hadn’t had the funds to buy more. She flung open a drawer, grabbing out a smaller hammer. Swallowing, she walked over to the cabinet, smashing the lock off in two hits.

In the mean time, Leo had crept up closer, his tongue licking the face of the strange girl in his place, soft whines leaving his throat, watching the best the poor dog knew how. He could watch her fading, his whines getting more incessant every second, until she slipped into unconsciousness, where he let out a loud bark.

With the lock off, she began to search for what she needed, the sounds of the glass bottles of alcohol ringing around her head. “Everclear”, she mumbled to herself,” Perfect.” Only then did she hear a loud bark from the other room. Rushing back with the bottle in hand, she found Rayne appearing to be unconcious. “Come on, Rayme! I need you to wake up!” She unscrewed the bottle, pouring it over the lacerations and sutures, hoping to clean it the best she could and wake her from additional pain. Once throughly doused, she began wrapping them with gauze, every few seconds checking for any change, watching that she was still breathing.  She would curl her fingers into a fist, then rub her second row of knuckles on her sternum, hard enough that if there was any form of consciousness left, this would bring it out, even just a little. 

[@Arista]