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[Milliways: Suite 132]
Jan. 3rd, 2006 11:38 pmAfter depositing Faith in the cells, Mel makes her way through the bar and struggles up the stairs.
As the adrenalin ebbs away, the pain in her back blossoms and intensifies and each step gets harder. Leaving a trail of blood where she leans her shoulder against the wall, she takes one. Small. Step. At a time, until she finally manages the long journey to her room.
Her head throbs loudly and heavily, and obscures thoughts. Her fingers feel heavy and clumsy as she fumbles with the handle, before giving up, sending a fist at the door instead. And with that fist, her arm, and then her body lean on the door, and she slides gently down, til she's nearly sitting in a heap of tiredness and pain.
As the adrenalin ebbs away, the pain in her back blossoms and intensifies and each step gets harder. Leaving a trail of blood where she leans her shoulder against the wall, she takes one. Small. Step. At a time, until she finally manages the long journey to her room.
Her head throbs loudly and heavily, and obscures thoughts. Her fingers feel heavy and clumsy as she fumbles with the handle, before giving up, sending a fist at the door instead. And with that fist, her arm, and then her body lean on the door, and she slides gently down, til she's nearly sitting in a heap of tiredness and pain.
