✧ desi | diamandis ✧
✧ she/her ✧
✧ twenty five ✧
✧ september 23 ✧
✧ lumiose, kalos ✧
✧ bisexual ✧
✧ idol | dj ✧
✧ gym leader ✧
✧ do i know what's real? ✧
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DESIREE BLOOMS
Recovery [M]
POSTED ON Apr 10, 2024 20:38:43 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","pilotsb desiree"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","topimagecutie"] [attr="class","subtextbox"] [attr="class","lyrics"] i’m afraid they’re gonna find you[break] and there’s nothing that i can do [attr="class","border"] [attr="class","postbox"] [attr="class","imgavatar"] How much time had they been here? Looking into Yuina's eyes from afar as she desperately tried to move out of her hospital bed, she tried to recall, both to no avail- how much time had been wasted since their arrival, since the gaze of the cannibal dragoness had fallen from their pupils into their minds, rather? "I don't know, Yuina.. hours, days, time feels all so trivial, now.." She could not forget the eyes that sought to consume as they did sprawl cosmic truths- it stayed as a remnant in her mind, a broken fragment, existing only to stare and provoke fears upon her once starry mental skies.[break][break] Now, they felt black.. cold, with a lack of pulsation. With the pleas of her friend to not move and that everything would be okay, she shook her head and tried some more- but of course, it did not work like it normally would with the swing of a thigh and a push into the tile. Desiree did not want to feel alone now, trapped inside of an injured shell with a means to not feel the warmth often eluded by the cheek of the brunette. But how could she, especially with the one that had made it into the room upon the wheels of a wheelchair?[break][break] Ultimately, seeing her beloved in a wheelchair led her to snap rather than seek the familiar warm embrace that she often sought around him. It made her angry to see that not even he had been spared of injuries as if she had forgotten what state she had left him in during her and Yuina's flee to preserve their lives.[break][break] "Thomas..," she bore her teeth, overwhelmed, overstimulated, ".. I don't need to rest shit for shit..!" Her screaming, the release that was quite overdue, had been taken out on the room and herself- she used her shaky arms to pick up the leg and slam it down onto the floor beside her to attempt a stand, but even the smidge of pressure put upon the injury was enough to make her fall back upon her resting place. With more screaming, those guttural wrenches of fiery, burning pain.[break][break] She breathed heavily, sharp fragmentals of tears boiling downward. "I can't believe.. how fucking stupid I am.. how fucking stupid! Oh my god, how fucking stupid, a fucking cretin..!"[break][break] Redness blossomed too upon her cheeks, brought upon by frustration as it was an embarrassment- but the doctor's words led her to become a bit reclusive in her bed, ultimately seeking treatment as fast as possible so she could go out and shove a big, mountain-sized knife through the beast that was referred to as Kyurem. As if that was a possibility.[break][break] "I did," she responded raspily to Doug's first comment, looking up as the scales dripped down upon her, ".. a.. Comfey, my Comfey. And a Togekiss wished upon me."[break][break] What she wanted to say, or rather ask, was how the fuck he was doing such a thing with the pink scales- did he have a pokemon tucked up his sleeve, or was this a hallucination of the bleeding on her innards and the cracking of her structure? She dismissed it as the body naturally, organically, tripping balls.[break][break] ".. 'Got punched by the genie fucker, that ugly pink fuck that wouldn't stop talking. Kyurem's translator." She was pretty pissed, to say the least. And, with there being her two ultimately cherished in the room, she felt there was no need to spare any of her feelings or the details.[break][break] ".. And I tried to kick one of those chrome fucks. The tangerine-colored ones.. I think it snapped my foot clean in two."[break][break] The kind out of the three present that had not made their way into the belongings of either woman. An Iron Boulder. 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