Bloodfall: Still Wounded
Linda briefly left to move her mom to a motel. Keep her safe and all that. It only took her over an hour and she was back at the clinic. Back with me. She told me how on the way she had to kill one of Sojighan's asskissers right outside her mom's doorstep. We gotta deal with this, now. That fucker needs to die. It's an offense that's he's even breathing the same air we do. Still, Liz kept me at the Clinic for another night. She used that experimental stuff on me since my side got so fucked up. Even then I was still sore. The last time she turned me into a labrat I was out for days after. I woke up feeling like...well, I didn't end up having a fucking arrow through my chest, seeing as that's what happened last time. Maybe this is what happens when you don't rest after getting Liz's brand of healing. There's still another thing that hurts, though. Something Liz just can't do anything about. I lost twice to that bastard....And every possible way I think about it just rubs salt in the wound. He's younger than me and clearly a massive dumbass. He's just a leader of a street gang, a breed of shit I've effortlessly taken town countless times. On top of it all, there's not really a motivation for all this evil...It's just mindless, ugly chaos. And it's kicked my ass twice. The next evening Linda helps me out of clinic. Physically I'm fine, but I'm still wounded...
"...you think you can drive? I don't really wanna drive your car again..."
"Yeah, I'm good...hey, uh..."
"What's up?"
"Thanks for sticking with me here. Made it a bit better."
"I wouldn't think of leaving you. Not like this. How 'bot we go back my place? have a drink?"
"Sure. Could use it after the bullshit we've been through..."
"Hope you feel better, Chéri! Come by again soon! Well, not bleeding at least, but....goodnight!"
Bloodfall: Still Wounded
Linda briefly left to move her mom to a motel. Keep her safe and all that. It only took her over an hour and she was back at the clinic. Back with me. She told me how on the way she had to kill one of Sojighan's asskissers right outside her mom's doorstep. We gotta deal with this, now. That fucker needs to die. It's an offense that's he's even breathing the same air we do. Still, Liz kept me at the Clinic for another night. She used that experimental stuff on me since my side got so fucked up. Even then I was still sore. The last time she turned me into a labrat I was out for days after. I woke up feeling like...well, I didn't end up having a fucking arrow through my chest, seeing as that's what happened last time. Maybe this is what happens when you don't rest after getting Liz's brand of healing. There's still another thing that hurts, though. Something Liz just can't do anything about. I lost twice to that bastard....And every possible way I think about it just rubs salt in the wound. He's younger than me and clearly a massive dumbass. He's just a leader of a street gang, a breed of shit I've effortlessly taken town countless times. On top of it all, there's not really a motivation for all this evil...It's just mindless, ugly chaos. And it's kicked my ass twice. The next evening Linda helps me out of clinic. Physically I'm fine, but I'm still wounded...
"...you think you can drive? I don't really wanna drive your car again..."
"Yeah, I'm good...hey, uh..."
"What's up?"
"Thanks for sticking with me here. Made it a bit better."
"I wouldn't think of leaving you. Not like this. How 'bot we go back my place? have a drink?"
"Sure. Could use it after the bullshit we've been through..."
"Hope you feel better, Chéri! Come by again soon! Well, not bleeding at least, but....goodnight!"