Crystal reached into her pocket, deftly pulled out a single stick of watermelon gum, and threw it at Selma. [color=00aeef]"...Gum. That's what I'll miss. Mixed Berry is hard to come by outside of Bellanum, so I always had to special order it, and I doubt they'll have the right kind near the school. Probably won't have the other best kinds, either."[/color]

She turned to Chie. [color=00aeef]"But you'll be back. Someday. Strong enough to protect him. That should be worth it."[/color] She opened her mouth to say something more but froze. [color=00aeef]"Oh... Oh shit..."[/color] The girl glanced around nervously, suddenly changing subjects. [color=00aeef]"How long do you think it'll be before we get to the school, or at least near a pharmacy? Who am I kidding, it'll take at least until we get there and then... a day or two? Shit. [b]Shit![/b]"[/color] 

Her medicine hadn't even worn off yet and she was already on the verge of a panic attack just thinking about it. All pain in her arm and elsewhere was entirely forgotten in favor of overwhelming anxiety. What if she wasn't able to get her meds in time? She left them behind in her luggage, what were the chances that she could get them on time to take them? Nil, as far as she could figure. What if she got to the school and was such a wreck that they rejected her? She wouldn't be able to handle that, she'd probably... No, no. It would be okay. They accepted her knowing her problems, it wouldn't make sense to reject her once she got there just because of external circumstances preventing her from being on top of things. Still, the idea terrified her. The thoughts wouldn't go away. They'd kick her out, she'd be the biggest failure her family had ever had, her uncle would lose political sway and public support having a failure for a niece, she'd end up being a NEET, living off her family like a leech, going on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until she had a panic attack so big it killed her, and then she'd be remembered as the most pathetic would-be Ars Magi of all time, she'd be famous, no, infamous, forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and her family would never live it down and they'd lose so much clout that they'd be shunned from society and her uncle would disown them and they'd end up on the streets for generations and considered horrible because of the fact that their genes were similar to those that created such a failure as her, leaving them to die out and be removed from the gene pool resulting in a true death for them all because of her and her [b]fucking luck[/b] and [b]dumbass bullshit[/b] to not grab her luggage with her medicine or at least to die in battle against the Nox to save the others because then she'd at least be a hero but no she had to turn tail and run and now everything was going to fall apart and she was hyperventilating and her pupils were dilated she could feel it and she was going to get kicked out and she was going to end up dying alone as a failure the likes of which had never been seen and she was bleeding she was bleeding her nails were dug into her wrist she was bleeding and she saw it and she didn't even feel it and she was bleeding and she was going to get rejected and she was going to ruin her life and her muscles were tensing so hard that her wound reopened slightly and she was bleeding and she was scared and she was watching her whole life fall apart before her eyes and she was going to be a failure and she needed her fu[b]cking meds she was going back for them now![/b] 

Crystal stood up shakily, prying her right hand from her left wrist, revealing five bleeding marks if anyone happened to look at it, blood running down her left hand and from her fingernails on her right hand. She put her good hand on her head and started slowly walking towards the door. It seemed that her medicine was wearing off. She didn't take her dose for today yet and, in order to ensure she had a dose for today, had skipped yesterday's pills. She was on the last two days of her prescription and the damn pharmacist wouldn't give her and extra two days worth of pills, only calling ahead to the school to make certain they had them available. They did, but that didn't help her now. She reached the door, started to open it and prepared to bolt out as fast as she could until she reached the underpass they had been accosted in.