Gwen, "Gwennie"
She/Her
18
May 29
Twinleaf Town
Closeted Lesbian
Ranger-In-Training
Cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Gwendolyn Conway
Troubled Waters [S]
POSTED ON Sept 9, 2024 2:18:21 GMT
[attr="class","samcam"] Gwendolyn punched once again. And again. It continued for a full minute or so until she tired herself and stopped to slowly lower herself back on the bed. An arm wrapped around the pillow while just listening to Annalise try and comfort her, slowly shifting herself to face the Ranger Head while she had to control her quiet sulks to not be audible. The humiliation struck through her very core, wanting to crawl underneath the covers and just hide away from the entire world. It all sounded like niceties used to placate her emotion. Temporary answers to get her to calm down while her flustered self continued to suffer underneath the pressure of everything. She didn't say anything and just continued to fester in her own thoughts, the long hand grabbed the pillow with an audible squeeze. She closed her eyes tight, clenching her jaw shut for a moment or so before she could speak again. "I don't know if I can do it." Gwen admitted, bordering on tears again. "Agh-I don't...I can't go back, n-not again. Please don't let me die..." Emotion caught in her throat. A glob of regret and sadness that lodged itself firmly into her windpipe. She heaved her chest again, summoning every ounce of courage to will herself to speak again, despite the fear of the unknown. Her own hand fell into the other woman's, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry, this head injury makes it hard to focus on thinking sometimes. It just changes at times a-and I..." She paused for a moment, then looked up at the other woman honestly. The one thing in her mind from that cave was still so present, the revelation that Gwen had been keeping from herself for so long. All quickly brought to the forefront as she took a moment, then spat out whatever came to her mind first. "I just want to have a purpose, I don't know what I want to do in life, and this is just making it harder."But there was a reminder that she couldn't stay cooped up in here, longing in her own failure forever. A name came to her mind at one moment that reminded of of something important. freya morningstar. "Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck! She's depending on me. She's depending on me and I let her down." Gwen punched the bed again, then turning back to Annalise again in the middle of her frenzied, troubled train of thought. "Is Freya okay? She's not hurt, is she? I have to get her coffe ready, a-and make sure she's eating, and make sure she's alright." Gwen tried to get out of bed again and rush out, though was held back by tubes and things wired into her. "How soon until I can leave, ma'am? The hospital staff won't know how to care for her. I've got to make sure she's alright."Was this what war brought? Wounds that weren't physical but straining the relationships and worry of others/ Gwen still tried to get up despite everything, with her legs wobble as she neared the edge of the bed once more. [ BINGO :: WAR ] [newclass=.samcam] [/newclass][newclass=.samcam b] color: #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam i] color: #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam u] text-decoration: none;border-bottom: dashed 1px #d49736; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: .5px; [/newclass][newclass=.samcam a] text-transform:uppercase!important;font: 800 15px Poppins!important; [/newclass]
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