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geeky_agent) wrote2005-07-10 11:04 pm
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End of the Road
Chris rested her head against the cool surface of the bath. Her breath still came in shuddering gasps but she had stopped crying for now.

She was scared and she was a little ashamed of this. She has some idea that she should be stronger, calmer about this. She realizes it's irrational, she wouldn't expect this of someone else - at least she hopes she wouldn't - but she does want it from herself.
She remembers earlier, when she thought her mom was here and now she wishes she were here. She wanted her right now more than anyone in the world and it wasn't fair that Saunders was here but her mom wasn't. I miss her so much. I wish she were here.
Chris closed her eyes, sighing.

She was scared and she was a little ashamed of this. She has some idea that she should be stronger, calmer about this. She realizes it's irrational, she wouldn't expect this of someone else - at least she hopes she wouldn't - but she does want it from herself.
She remembers earlier, when she thought her mom was here and now she wishes she were here. She wanted her right now more than anyone in the world and it wasn't fair that Saunders was here but her mom wasn't. I miss her so much. I wish she were here.
Chris closed her eyes, sighing.
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"I feel cold. But my tempature is still around 103. I took it a couple hours ago."
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"A few other people have been looking sick in the last few days. Do you remember anyone you were talking to that might have passed this on to you?"
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"She's a... she's part human, part fox. She's from somewhere called Underhill. I talked to a woman named Lady Ako today. I think she's the same species as Laini. She recognized the disease I have."
Her throats dry and it's not just from the illness. "Apparently, it's pretty bad."
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"There's a treatment for it, though." It's not a question, though he doesn't know whether there is or not. He's just not willing to even consider the thought that there isn't one.
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"Yeah. I think it would."
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She leans up in the bed, takes the socks off and then turns and sits up. Her hands are in her lap.
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"Hey, it could be worse. It could be missing fingers." He says with a slight, sympathetic smile. "We'll fix it, though, okay?"
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