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Post by Enchilada on Oct 4, 2015 23:50:08 GMT -5
Table of Contents
1. to be once more swept in fire [sae]
triggers: overdose
2. -empty-
3. -empty-
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Post by Enchilada on Oct 4, 2015 23:51:56 GMT -5
to be once more swept in fire
trigger: overdose
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s a e
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Her veins were on fire.
Shaking fingers fumbled at her belt purse, tactile sense failing her, nerves withdrawing – no, dying, as she used too many precious seconds undoing her theft-proof safeties and plunging her unfeeling hands into its depths. Grabbing at the tube secured to an edge was an amazingly difficult task. She could feel the numbing pain spreading, burning through her sense of touch, her sanity… There was no triumph as her fingers finally closed around it, only a sea of pounding red waves, repeatedly dunking her mind into a fiery volcano – and she only had her eyes to guide her motions, her sense of touch by now ravaged with needles. Slowly, agonizingly, as waves of pain raced through her body, Sadie maneuvered her clenched fist over to a patch of bare skin on her other arm, trusting her hand not to let go, unable to even feel the tube, barely even able to see it through the flood of sensations that threatened to overwhelm her mind.
Sadie gritted her teeth, and, with effort that felt like eternity, thrust the tube down into her arm, injecting the contents of the stabilizer.
It was another heart-stopping moment before the injection took effect, before the fiery rivers slowed to a dull numbness, before the liquid began to spread a merciful cooling sensation throughout her body. It was much longer before Sadie finally tasted the blood in her mouth, before the pounding chaos in her head subsided to a mere painful throbbing, and before she regained feeling in her fingers once more.
Her hand unclenched, painfully, dropping the spent tube onto the ground with a hollow ‘clack’. Every last muscle in her body was spent from the ordeal, cramping and trembling as Sae forced her exhausted body to stand, resting a tousled head on the wall behind her.
Mentally, she counted the number of Magix units she had left in her pouch. One…four, five…and a couple more. Just barely enough for her next two jobs.
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Post by Isaac on Nov 24, 2015 12:03:59 GMT -5
Whoo, that was intense o Ao I really like how you started this, Viz. The lone paragraph did a great job of establishing the frantic pace and the dark tone, and the second paragraph read so well because of that. Very nice :)
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