✖ anxiety attack: 009 ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[A. Streets]

[Walking home from the hospital, Mika moves slowly, finding things to rest against in her halting trip. Her head is bandaged and her limbs tremble from the strain. The weakness in her bad leg seems to have gotten much worse. Strange spidery blotches mark her legs, and her feet seem to be bandaged as well from what can be seen around her shoes.]

[B. 339 Brady Lane]

[When Mika pushes open the door, her voice is hushed as she calls out to her housemates.]

Quinn? Raz? Are you guys home?

[She will all but collapse onto the couch, curling up defensively.]

Comments

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I'm deaf anyway, waiting might only make it worse! I might get someone to help me with it.

Thanks, I live on Brady Lane! You know where that is?

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

YEAH YEAH SURE I KNOW WHERE THAT IS!

BEEN UP AND DOWN THIS TIME A FEW DOZEN TIMES BY NOW. I CAN GET YOU THERE LIKE TEN MINUTES.

[Just revving the Vespa a little now.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Okay, thanks again!

[Mika might regret this but oh well, this is obviously better than having a seizure or fainting halfway there. She climbs on behind Haruko, tying her cane to her back with a small leash before she gets a hold on Haruko herself.]

Ready.

[guitarslaying.livejournal.com]

ALRIGHT THEN!

[And off they go.

Just speeding at ludicrous, breakneck speeds. Haruko certainly doesn't seem to be bothered by it. This is how she drives most of the time.]

HARUKO HARUHARU! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[/SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--

Mika has a deathgrip on Haruko, hoping that she won't somehow end up flying off the back of the scooter.]

MIKA WHITEPAWS! NICE TO MEET YOU?!