✖ 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]

[She peers at the pad while he writes, sniffing dejectedly.]

Dunno, unless you know someone that can fix my head. Black Mage is a nasty little man who's been running around with a bag over his head lately.

Also did I mention he works at the hospital with me?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Scribble scribble] "I could ask on the phone if people can heal. Also, someone needs to kick this guy's ass."

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I don't even know if kicking his ass would even help, but I'd really appreciate it if you called around and see if we could find someone. I was going to before I realized it wouldn't help much if I can't hear anyone.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

"Can do. You take it easy and let me know if you need anything else."

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Okay. Sorry for always being such a mess around here.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

"Wasn't your fault. There's some real assholes in this town."

[Quinn cursing means serious business.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it.

[She sighs, her tail giving a jerky twitch.]