—☆ @soudapoprocks ;
It’s been eight weeks since the survivors of the killing game woke up in those space age stasis pods, all hooked up to the supercomputer that built their virtual prison for them. One by one, the victims of the game were beginning to wake up.
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@soudapoprocks Oh, sweet sweet water.
She spills a lot of it down the sides of her mouth as she attempts to drink, but she swallows plenty too.
Sleeping, scratching herself bloody, begging for water, and sleeping again as she gradually develops and overcomes a fever is probably the general -
@soudapoprocks She isn’t sure what he means, a fact she can’t exactly articulate at the moment.
What she can do, though, is lift a shaky hand and point to her lips, trying to indicate thirst.
@soudapoprocks Mioda holds his hands, nodding with a distant expression on her face. She tries to speak again, out of habit, but just coughs a few times before giving up.
It’s almost like being aware while comatose; unable to speak, barely able to move.... it’s a kind of frustration she’d -
additional info
—ic twitter (posts are TWEETS by default)
—ibuki is essentially mute
—headcanons for despair get pretty dark and gory so trigger warning there
—hi, fellow lgbts
@soudapoprocks As the night goes on, she occasionally scratches at her neck or convulses somewhat. When she wakes up hours later, she’s gripping her throat, blood caked under her fingernails. Oops.
@soudapoprocks As she settles onto the cot, she keeps a tight hold on his hand at first. But what she really needs right now is sleep. Soon enough, she drifts off into a deep sleep that will last throughout the night. Hopefully Souda can catch some zzz’s in the meantime.
@soudapoprocks Mikan...
Her heart jumps into her throat and she shakes her head feebly. No, no. No. No....
She tries to speak. She coughs instead.
And she's forgetting something important.... She's sure of it. She's forgetting a lot of things, all on the periphery of her mind, out of -
@soudapoprocks - nothing else.
When Souda returns, she looks at the cot with exhausted eyes. Does she need help? Well, yes. But she can’t even swallow right now. Her throat keeps tightening and loosening on its own. She doesn’t respond to his question, and doesn’t move.
@soudapoprocks She leans against the wall, relieved to be out of the pod. She reaches for her throat a few times while Souda rushes to get the cot, and she tries to speak to herself at the same time.
“Mioda Ibuki. Mioda Ibuki.” A hiss of air passes through her throat and out her lips, -