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ways_infirmary2006-01-26 04:30 am
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It takes longer than she thought it would, getting back inside and to bed. She'd slipped off away from the wedding when she started feeling tired, no need to drag anyone else away from the festivities. From the lake shore, through the Bar proper, and across the infirmary can be miles if you can't walk properly.
Tonight it was miles.
She'd had to take a break every few steps, rest in a chair or against a table as the muscles in her legs twitched and spasmed.
But she made it.
She's justifiably tired as she slips out of her lovely emerald silk and stretches across the bed in bandages. A blanket and she's out like a light, telepath slipping into dreams and nightmares within moments. Forgive the occasional screaming.
Tonight it was miles.
She'd had to take a break every few steps, rest in a chair or against a table as the muscles in her legs twitched and spasmed.
But she made it.
She's justifiably tired as she slips out of her lovely emerald silk and stretches across the bed in bandages. A blanket and she's out like a light, telepath slipping into dreams and nightmares within moments. Forgive the occasional screaming.