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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫. ([personal profile] naloxone) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog 2022-06-02 01:38 am (UTC)

I, [ her voice feels so suddenly thick, struggling to work its way around the lump that's formed in her throat, full of words she doesn't dare yet say, ] I can feel it, I can still move it.

[ where seconds ago she'd been content to lean boneless against him, now her body tenses and strains, hips twisting under the weight of metal and wood to try and ease the lower half of her body free.

so many more seconds pass in her effort, too many to be wasting like this, culminating in a mere few inches loose and a desperate, frustrated sound to escape her clenched teeth. ]


I can't. [ her vision blurs from unshed tears, her voice made thicker still with it. she wishes so badly not to panic, but the beeping persists. ] Takeshi, I can't—

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