A familiar voice hit.
Some people just couldn't get enough of the wonderful Steph Zenima. Perhaps it was the feeling of warmth and cheer she spread through the masses, after all she was such a kind, considerate and patient young woman. A paragon of society! Goes to church every week, just to feel the warmth of the light! In opposite land perhaps, where the walls really do taste like snozzberries.
The cage was powered down, and the woman hissed. Yes. She hissed at them, like a cat.
You may have been expecting some kind of mad animal dash for the exits, but this was a tank that was running on empty. The come down was always brutal. It was an immense tidal wave of fatigue coupled with a system that just didn't want to sleep. Eyes that just couldn't shut. Head felt swollen, hands were shaking. The harder symptoms of serious withdrawal would come soon, perhaps even death.
“Aye, yer ain blood, mate,” she spat at the woman who was supposed to be patching her up. The most courteous woman in the galaxy!
The blood encrusted, piss stained, vomit covered woman shuddered as she remained prone in the foetal position. If you have any sedatives I suggest now would be your time. Or you know you, risk it, she seems pretty disabled. What's the worst that could happen?
@[member="Elizabeth Sunrider"]
Some people just couldn't get enough of the wonderful Steph Zenima. Perhaps it was the feeling of warmth and cheer she spread through the masses, after all she was such a kind, considerate and patient young woman. A paragon of society! Goes to church every week, just to feel the warmth of the light! In opposite land perhaps, where the walls really do taste like snozzberries.
The cage was powered down, and the woman hissed. Yes. She hissed at them, like a cat.
You may have been expecting some kind of mad animal dash for the exits, but this was a tank that was running on empty. The come down was always brutal. It was an immense tidal wave of fatigue coupled with a system that just didn't want to sleep. Eyes that just couldn't shut. Head felt swollen, hands were shaking. The harder symptoms of serious withdrawal would come soon, perhaps even death.
“Aye, yer ain blood, mate,” she spat at the woman who was supposed to be patching her up. The most courteous woman in the galaxy!
The blood encrusted, piss stained, vomit covered woman shuddered as she remained prone in the foetal position. If you have any sedatives I suggest now would be your time. Or you know you, risk it, she seems pretty disabled. What's the worst that could happen?
@[member="Elizabeth Sunrider"]