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JumbusThe girl shot Kelly a sour expression at her suggestion.
“How hard did you hit your head back there?” She scoffed. “Going to any fucking hospital with our...condition, would be suicide. As soon as they ran tests and shit…” Czi shook her head. “...can you imagine the blowback and endless questions directed at us?”
The girl scooted herself closer to the tub, wincing from the pain surging through her leg from the lodged bullet, and spewing a series profanities out loud.
“Dammit, I thought my leg would heal past this shit, but it se-” Czi leaned on the edge of the tub gritting her teeth as another wave of stinging pain came and went. “...seems to be getting worse.”
The girl reached into her back pocket and pulled out a butterfly knife, flipping it open effortlessly with one hand and holding it up to the dim light of the candles. “This is all we have to work with as I didn't have the time to go shopping for a first aid kit.”
Czi managed to crack a smile at her awful humor, before reaching over to the rope tied around Kelly's wrist and sliced at the thick fibers, putting both women face-to-face.
“Look.” She finally said after a moment of silence. “I'm sorry for being a bitch back at the hospital. I-I just wanted…needed out of there and was going to do whatever it took. I honestly didn't know at the time that you were the same -whatever the hell- creature I am.”
For a brief moment, her efforts to cut through the last remnants of rope slowed as she stared into Kelly's eyes and leaned in to kiss her lips.
“Holy shit…” She suddenly snapped her head back. “I'm so sor-”
Before she could finish, her body recoiled and face grimaced as pain shot up her leg causing her to let out a yelp, drop the knife in the bath, and double over in agony.
The back seat of the Chevelle pushed open, and the kid known as Jimmy crawled out from the trunk drenched in sweat and still dressed in his hospital scrubs. He cursed under his breath as he slowly slipped his thin body all the way out and opened the passenger's side door to exit the car. He stared at the house for a moment before directing his attention to a low glow of light coming from one of the smaller windows.
He pulled a tranquilizer pistol that was stuffed in his pocket, checking the cartridges before slowly creeping up to the front door and letting himself in. The house was dark, and the wooden floor creaked, as each footstep drew him closer to the light at the end of the hallway...
@Xandrya
“How hard did you hit your head back there?” She scoffed. “Going to any fucking hospital with our...condition, would be suicide. As soon as they ran tests and shit…” Czi shook her head. “...can you imagine the blowback and endless questions directed at us?”
The girl scooted herself closer to the tub, wincing from the pain surging through her leg from the lodged bullet, and spewing a series profanities out loud.
“Dammit, I thought my leg would heal past this shit, but it se-” Czi leaned on the edge of the tub gritting her teeth as another wave of stinging pain came and went. “...seems to be getting worse.”
The girl reached into her back pocket and pulled out a butterfly knife, flipping it open effortlessly with one hand and holding it up to the dim light of the candles. “This is all we have to work with as I didn't have the time to go shopping for a first aid kit.”
Czi managed to crack a smile at her awful humor, before reaching over to the rope tied around Kelly's wrist and sliced at the thick fibers, putting both women face-to-face.
“Look.” She finally said after a moment of silence. “I'm sorry for being a bitch back at the hospital. I-I just wanted…needed out of there and was going to do whatever it took. I honestly didn't know at the time that you were the same -whatever the hell- creature I am.”
For a brief moment, her efforts to cut through the last remnants of rope slowed as she stared into Kelly's eyes and leaned in to kiss her lips.
“Holy shit…” She suddenly snapped her head back. “I'm so sor-”
Before she could finish, her body recoiled and face grimaced as pain shot up her leg causing her to let out a yelp, drop the knife in the bath, and double over in agony.
Meanwhile...
The back seat of the Chevelle pushed open, and the kid known as Jimmy crawled out from the trunk drenched in sweat and still dressed in his hospital scrubs. He cursed under his breath as he slowly slipped his thin body all the way out and opened the passenger's side door to exit the car. He stared at the house for a moment before directing his attention to a low glow of light coming from one of the smaller windows.
He pulled a tranquilizer pistol that was stuffed in his pocket, checking the cartridges before slowly creeping up to the front door and letting himself in. The house was dark, and the wooden floor creaked, as each footstep drew him closer to the light at the end of the hallway...
@Xandrya