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The Girl in the Tomb

[It feels as if she's only closed her eyes for a moment, but some part of her knows that isn't true. More time than that has passed. How much time, she couldn't say. She isn't even rightly aware of what the fuck is happening, at first. She just realizes that she's aware again, after a period of time of not being aware.

Then she realizes that her mouth is warmer than the rest of her. Because there is another mouth on her mouth. Her eyes snap open.

A shock of red hair and scrunched up eyes greets her and shocks her into a very undignified mmmph!!?]

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Because you didn’t want… my juice.

[Torn between slapping her, shaking her, and kissing her.]

Because I didn’t want to live without you.

… oh.

Oh.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

You should lie back down.

[She should but the fact that Gideon suggested it makes her not want to.]

Maybe you need a lobotomy.

["Gideon's right, Nonagesimus, lie back down." Oh, it seems the doctor has returned. Doctor(s)? It looks like just Camilla. Harrow sighs.]

Fine.

Bitch, you are my lobotomy. [ Stop sniping? No such thing. ]

Ow. [ She complains as the needle goes into her hand ]

Wimp.

[Camilla ties her tourniquet extra tight for that. Rude.]

Can I stab her next?

Tch.

["You may not."]

[ setttttling down. ]

Can you give her a bunch of the floaty brain drugs? I'm just saying it would be pretty funny.

Can you gag her to shut her up.

["I will gag both of you if you don't stop."

Ugh, IV fluids are cold... Harrow tries not to, but she ends up shivering.]

[ Glances over. ]

She’s cold.

I'm f-fine!

Sex Pal, can you-

[ There is already a blanket being placed on Harrow. ]

[she GROANS IN PROTEST but can't stop the sigh of relief at the blanket.]

[ There is now also a blanket on Gideon ]

But I'm not-

[ "Yes you are. Why do we tolerate either of you again?" ]

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