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formerlysiryn) wrote2014-12-23 10:21 pm
formerlysiryn) wrote2014-12-23 10:21 pm
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[For Raven] bang bang.
It's only been a few hours, but Terry had been woken before she could get to bed, and at this point, she's exhausted. She's only accidentally shattered one sheet of glass on the hospital floor and she feels hollowed out, with nothing but fear and anger coursing through her in turn.
Fear, for obvious reasons. Anger, because if she had gotten her father back only to lose him to something so mundane as this, she isn't sure she would have handled it well. At least the first time, she'd had some consolation in the fact that he'd died saving people (and a lot of denial).
She's spent most of her time by his bedside, save for a trip to the hospital cafeteria to grab a cup of coffee and a stale scone. It's better than nothing, and she eats it standing outside his hospital room, the door cracked so she can hear the beeping of the heart rate monitor. Even though she knows he's fine, he's pulled through and will wake up soon, the noise is reassuring.
Fear, for obvious reasons. Anger, because if she had gotten her father back only to lose him to something so mundane as this, she isn't sure she would have handled it well. At least the first time, she'd had some consolation in the fact that he'd died saving people (and a lot of denial).
She's spent most of her time by his bedside, save for a trip to the hospital cafeteria to grab a cup of coffee and a stale scone. It's better than nothing, and she eats it standing outside his hospital room, the door cracked so she can hear the beeping of the heart rate monitor. Even though she knows he's fine, he's pulled through and will wake up soon, the noise is reassuring.