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coppelganger) wrote2023-06-02 10:46 am
coppelganger) wrote2023-06-02 10:46 am
Entry tags:
ic contact; MoM
Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.
Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.
Plastic?
[ She puts an arm around Sarissa's waist, supporting her, and leads her slowly to the car. Once they're there, she opens the passenger side door and lowers the seat until it's lying flat, and then she helps Sarissa onto it. ]
You're gonna lie here, yeah? It will be okay. I'm gonna call an ambulance, but I'll be right here.
[ She puts an arm around Sarissa's waist, supporting her, and leads her slowly to the car. Once they're there, she opens the passenger side door and lowers the seat until it's lying flat, and then she helps Sarissa onto it. ]
You're gonna lie here, yeah? It will be okay. I'm gonna call an ambulance, but I'll be right here.
To— for your car.
( So it'd stay clean.
She's aware it's a weird priority to have, and yet.
Carefully, slowly, she complies, and sort of flops into the car seat. )
I don't wanna be alone.
( So it'd stay clean.
She's aware it's a weird priority to have, and yet.
Carefully, slowly, she complies, and sort of flops into the car seat. )
I don't wanna be alone.
Keep your arm up, Riss, okay? Above your head.
[ She props Sarissa's left arm against the gear shift so that Sarissa won't have to hold it up completely on her own, and then she pulls out her phone and dials for an ambulance. While she's on the phone she holds Sarissa's other hand, rubbing her thumb lightly across the back. ]
[ She props Sarissa's left arm against the gear shift so that Sarissa won't have to hold it up completely on her own, and then she pulls out her phone and dials for an ambulance. While she's on the phone she holds Sarissa's other hand, rubbing her thumb lightly across the back. ]
Edited 2018-01-27 02:26 (UTC)
Above my head.
( Quietly, a mantra helping her remember, as she grits her teeth a little with the pressure from having it propped up. It's a relief, all the same, and she grips Sarah's hand. Not enough to hurt, but clinging. )
I had to use dirty tools. It might— might be infected.
( Quietly, a mantra helping her remember, as she grits her teeth a little with the pressure from having it propped up. It's a relief, all the same, and she grips Sarah's hand. Not enough to hurt, but clinging. )
I had to use dirty tools. It might— might be infected.
[ Sarah gives the 911 dispatcher the necessary information, and then, despite them telling her not to, she hangs up the phone. She doesn't need to talk to some stranger who can't do anything else to help her. She needs to talk to Sarissa, to keep Sarissa calm. ]
Don't worry about that now. Ambulance will be here soon.
Don't worry about that now. Ambulance will be here soon.
Okay. Okay.
( She'll be okay. Sarah's here, she'll be okay.
Her skin is clammy, the dust on her skin streaky and smeared from sweat. ) I thought I was gonna die, Sarah. Didn't know how else to get out.
( She'll be okay. Sarah's here, she'll be okay.
Her skin is clammy, the dust on her skin streaky and smeared from sweat. ) I thought I was gonna die, Sarah. Didn't know how else to get out.
I know.
[ She has no idea, but she's definitely not going to ask Sarissa to recount whatever happened until she's safely in a hospital bed. She takes her free hand and pushes Sarissa's hair off her forehead, and then starts to shrug her leather jacket off so she can rest it over Sarissa's chest. It's not a blanket, but it will at least do a little bit to combat the shock. ]
I'm here, yeah? I'm not going anywhere.
[ She has no idea, but she's definitely not going to ask Sarissa to recount whatever happened until she's safely in a hospital bed. She takes her free hand and pushes Sarissa's hair off her forehead, and then starts to shrug her leather jacket off so she can rest it over Sarissa's chest. It's not a blanket, but it will at least do a little bit to combat the shock. ]
I'm here, yeah? I'm not going anywhere.
( The leather jacket is weirdly comforting. Thank God for that, for Sarah being here. )
I know. You’re always there for me.
( Faint, and getting less easy to understand. ) I think I’m gonna— sleep.
I know. You’re always there for me.
( Faint, and getting less easy to understand. ) I think I’m gonna— sleep.
No. Sarissa, don't go to sleep. Stay awake for me. Tell me a story, yeah? Tell me something.
[ It's an echo of the same thing she'd said in December to Jessica Jones, but this time there's more fear in it. Sarissa can't die. Sarissa can't die again. ]
[ It's an echo of the same thing she'd said in December to Jessica Jones, but this time there's more fear in it. Sarissa can't die. Sarissa can't die again. ]
Don't sleep?
( Her speech is a little slurred, her lips tinging blue.
Sarissa clumsily reaches out with her right hand, resting her fingers against Sarah's cheek, mouth catching in a tired smile. )
Jane Austen or Bridget Jones?
( Her speech is a little slurred, her lips tinging blue.
Sarissa clumsily reaches out with her right hand, resting her fingers against Sarah's cheek, mouth catching in a tired smile. )
Jane Austen or Bridget Jones?
Anything. Tell me about something stupid you did as a kid. I promise I won't make fun of you.
[ She smiles down at Sarissa, shaky, and then glances quickly around, trying to gauge where the ambulance is, how long it will take to get here. ]
[ She smiles down at Sarissa, shaky, and then glances quickly around, trying to gauge where the ambulance is, how long it will take to get here. ]
I like when you make fun of me. It's what we do.
( Gently, she pokes Sarah's cheek. )
Once I broke into a guy's car at school and turned off the parking break. Rolled his car into the pond 'cause he was mean to a mate of mine.
( Gently, she pokes Sarah's cheek. )
Once I broke into a guy's car at school and turned off the parking break. Rolled his car into the pond 'cause he was mean to a mate of mine.
[ This is the most Sarissa story ever. ]
Yeah? Then what?
Yeah? Then what?
Head Girl saw me do it. She made me do set painting for the school musical in exchange for not telling anyone.
( Her smile is crooked. )
I felt bad about the frogs. Took a while to clean up their habitat. Dick move by me.
( Her smile is crooked. )
I felt bad about the frogs. Took a while to clean up their habitat. Dick move by me.
Yeah. ( She smiles a little dopily, and lets her hand fall back to her chest. ) I didn't get in trouble. School musical was a success. The jerk's car was written off because it was already a piece of crap before it went in the pond.
( Her eyes are so heavy. Talking is really hard. ) Frogs did okay.
( Her eyes are so heavy. Talking is really hard. ) Frogs did okay.
Good. Stay awake for me, yeah? They're nearly here.
[ She's thinking she should have just driven Sarissa herself, but she wouldn't have been able to drive and hold Sarissa's hand and keep her awake. She made the right choice, probably, but right now it doesn't feel that way. ]
[ She's thinking she should have just driven Sarissa herself, but she wouldn't have been able to drive and hold Sarissa's hand and keep her awake. She made the right choice, probably, but right now it doesn't feel that way. ]
Yeah.
( She can hear the siren, she thinks. Sarissa's having to work hard on breathing, but she squeezes Sarah's hand. )
Sorry for all those times I've been a dick. I'm— I know I make life more difficult, sometimes.
( She can hear the siren, she thinks. Sarissa's having to work hard on breathing, but she squeezes Sarah's hand. )
Sorry for all those times I've been a dick. I'm— I know I make life more difficult, sometimes.
Life wouldn't be the same without some Sarissa drama once in a while.
[ She presses a kiss to Sarissa's forehead and then stands to wave the ambulance to a stop as it approaches. ]
[ She presses a kiss to Sarissa's forehead and then stands to wave the ambulance to a stop as it approaches. ]
i threw in a little timeskip but i can happily edit it up to change it
magnitudes
2018-01-27 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
( And that's it from Sarissa for a bit. She's drifting out of consciousness when the ambulance arrives, and passes in and out of awareness on the way to the hospital. It feels a little like she's falling, always falling without ever landing. Gravity keeps on pulling but it never brings her back to reality.
There's surgery, and then there's more inevitable sleep, but not the sort a person ever feels rested from once they wake up.
She's been spending too long in this bloody hospital. Been making Sarah be here too much, too.
Her first instinct on waking up is to give Sarah a little wave with her left hand. She feels the awareness of the gesture being carried out, even though she remembers that it cannot in the next breath.
Inhale, exhale. You're still alive. It doesn't make it less of a shock, but it's— something. )
Hey.
There's surgery, and then there's more inevitable sleep, but not the sort a person ever feels rested from once they wake up.
She's been spending too long in this bloody hospital. Been making Sarah be here too much, too.
Her first instinct on waking up is to give Sarah a little wave with her left hand. She feels the awareness of the gesture being carried out, even though she remembers that it cannot in the next breath.
Inhale, exhale. You're still alive. It doesn't make it less of a shock, but it's— something. )
Hey.
[ Sarah is sitting slumped in a chair next to Sarissa's hospital bed, messing with something on her phone, but she puts it down and smiles when she hears Sarissa speak. ]
Hey, you. How you feeling?
Hey, you. How you feeling?
( One slow and groggy smile for Sarah. )
I think they put me on some real good painkillers.
( She’s not sure how to tackle all the rest of it. How is she?
Not okay, but she isn’t sure she can lean into not being okay, anymore. She knows how destructive she can be. ) Rainbows and stuff, that’s me.
I think they put me on some real good painkillers.
( She’s not sure how to tackle all the rest of it. How is she?
Not okay, but she isn’t sure she can lean into not being okay, anymore. She knows how destructive she can be. ) Rainbows and stuff, that’s me.
[ Sarah scooches the chair closer to the bed so she can brush Sarissa's hair out of her face, smiling wryly, but not without affection. ]
Yeah, right.
Yeah, right.
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