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dou8letrou8leWHO: Vriska & You
TONE: Hospital setting, so general uneasiness. No one is happy to be there.
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 7-30th - 8-3rd
WHERE: At St. Mungo's.
WHAT: Vriska gets her eye shot out by Tavros (thread WIP) and ends up in St. Mungo's for a week.
STATUS: Ongoing & Open
[After what had happened at camp Vriska was pretty sure she'd never go camping again- at least not for a very long while. She had lost her eye during the food fight when she went off on Tavros in a fit of explainable rage. The poor kid was only trying to defend himself and Vriska lost her eye in the process. It was a messy state of affairs that she can only barely recall. Not that she was complaining. If anything she just wanted to forget it all happened.
For now, though, she was stuck in this hospital bed, gauze wrapped around her (now gone) left eye. She had taken to parting her hair over the bandages, not that it did much good in hiding what had happened, but it was better than leaving it out in the open for all the world to see.
In an attempt to pass the time she had out an open box of Berties Every Flavor Beans and was currently trying to shoot them into her mouth. Only a few made it in so far while most landed on the floor.]
TONE: Hospital setting, so general uneasiness. No one is happy to be there.
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 7-30th - 8-3rd
WHERE: At St. Mungo's.
WHAT: Vriska gets her eye shot out by Tavros (thread WIP) and ends up in St. Mungo's for a week.
STATUS: Ongoing & Open
[After what had happened at camp Vriska was pretty sure she'd never go camping again- at least not for a very long while. She had lost her eye during the food fight when she went off on Tavros in a fit of explainable rage. The poor kid was only trying to defend himself and Vriska lost her eye in the process. It was a messy state of affairs that she can only barely recall. Not that she was complaining. If anything she just wanted to forget it all happened.
For now, though, she was stuck in this hospital bed, gauze wrapped around her (now gone) left eye. She had taken to parting her hair over the bandages, not that it did much good in hiding what had happened, but it was better than leaving it out in the open for all the world to see.
In an attempt to pass the time she had out an open box of Berties Every Flavor Beans and was currently trying to shoot them into her mouth. Only a few made it in so far while most landed on the floor.]
