forum The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

Started April 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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“Morrigan!” Lucian shifted so he was now sitting by her head. “Hey, you need to sit up, okay? Just a little bit,” he said quickly, shifting her gently so she was laying with her head on his thigh.

All she could feel was burning pain ravaging both her body and mind, but she managed to croak out in the affirmative. At least twenty of her older cuts stung from the saltwater, and she had a new set of claw marks down her chest and stomach.

Lucian knew she wouldn’t be able to answer him well, so he slipped her shirt up, just enough to see the claw marks. “Not deep, most likely won’t need stitches,” he murmured, more to himself. He reached over, grabbing for the disinfectant, gauze, and a wad of bandages. “This will sting, but just for a moment,” he said softly, tipping the bottle of disinfectant over the claw marks.

Morrigan choked on a scream as pain shot through her stomach and her eyes were squeezed shut. A few tears escaped from the corners of her eye lids and she let out the tiniest of whimpers.

After letting it sit for a moment, Lucian dabbed the disinfectant away gently with a strip of gauze. He cleaned away blood that had seeped out onto her stomach as carefully as he could with gauze. He lightly pressed more gauze to her wound, then kept them in place with surgical tape.

Through her murky delirium, Morrigan’s mind had pulled apart the image of Lucian and replaced it with that of her father, standing over her and rolling up her shirt. Her eyes widened in fear.

Lucian was too concentrated on Morrigan’s injuries to notice her fearful expression. He took up the roll of bandages, covering the gauze with a few layers.

Ryan took the pieces of the windup mouse from his pocket and began putting them back together, leaning against the counter. It reminded him of his home back in Anjou, where he would help make shotguns and muskets for his father's business. He smiled to himself as he popped a small gear into place.

The blood rushes to Morrigan’s ears as she lay there, frozen with sheer terror. Her breathing became strained, and her wounds seemed to hurt ten times more. She let out a tiny whimper.

"Okay, I think this should do the trick." Joanna handed Ryan a bowl of grainy paste. "Here."

Lucian finished and wiped his hands clean of any blood that had gotten on his hands. He took a seat on the edge of the table again, exhaling slowly. He leaned down a pressed a quick kiss to Morrigan’s forehead. “You’ll need to rest for a few days..”

Ryan took the bowl and peered at the substance inside of it. Yuck. This looks gross. He sighed, scooping some and rubbing it on his hands. He winced as it stung him a little, but the pain subsided quickly.

(Aww)

For a moment, the hallucination flickered, showing Lucian instead of Aaron Corvia. “L-Lucian?”, she croaked. “Is that you?” She coughed up a spurt of blood.

(Aww)

For a moment, the hallucination flickered, showing Lucian instead of Aaron Corvia. “L-Lucian?”, she croaked. “Is that you?” She coughed up a spurt of blood.

Lucian reached over and grabbed a fresh cloth, dabbing away the blood that was around her mouth. “Yeah, Morrigan, it’s me,” he said gently, forcing a soft smile.

“I think I’m hallucinating again.”, she told him on a frightened whisper.
Her whole body ached.

“Do you want more of the medicine, or do you think you can handle it? I should really get you some pain medication as well,” Lucian said, eyes glancing over the labels on a few pill bottles that were set on a tray nearby.

Morrigan said nothing, only squeezed her eyes shut to stop tears of pain from slipping out. That’s when she realized she couldn’t move her right arm.

(Oh no)

“Hey, everything’s okay.. I’ll get you something to help with the pain,” Lucian said softly and pushed off the table, walking over to the metal tray. He had no pain pills that would help completely, but he did have a small bottle of morphine. He got a bit into a syringe, double checking the dosage.

Morrigan said nothing, only squeezed her eyes shut to stop tears of pain from slipping out. That’s when she realized she couldn’t move her right arm.