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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 22:28:16 GMT -5
((Well, we figured Wraith could come be there and help? Skitts wouldn't know what to do, and Script would want a friend))
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 22:43:05 GMT -5
((I'm on it! Argh, ProBoards been really slow for me lately.  )) Wraith was in the kitchen, getting a glass of water, when she heard a cry from the infirmary. Being the curious creature she was, she frowned and went to investigate. When she saw who was lying on the bed, however, she let out a cry herself and ran into the room. "Maggie? What happened? Are you all right?" |
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 22:45:37 GMT -5
She whimpered, sweating as she turned to look at her. "Clara, I--there's something wrong..." She cried out as another pain hit her.
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Post by Skittery on Dec 27, 2011 22:47:57 GMT -5
Skittery held her hand tightly, trying to help her through it. Then he looked over at Wraith. He didn't say anything, but his eyes told her everything she needed to know. Something wasn't right, and he was worried. Really worried.
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 22:55:24 GMT -5
Wraith's heart froze as she looked from one to the other. There was something wrong, all right. "We need a doctor," she said immediately. "I can go for one." She was reluctant to leave Script, but it was clear that neither she nor Skittery was trained to deal with something like this.
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 22:57:21 GMT -5
"Michael, you go." She gave him a pleading look ((and because Tag's off for the night...)) and Skittery kissed her before taking off.
Script looked at Wraith desperately. "Clara, I--I'm scared..."
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 23:08:51 GMT -5
Well, Wraith was likewise terrified at being left alone with Script while she was like this, but she tried not to let it show. Instead, she squeezed her friend's hand. "You'll be all right," she said soothingly. "I'm sure you will."
((Do people generally know she's pregnant now? Because Goblin never told anyone, including Wraith. ^^'))
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 23:11:19 GMT -5
((Nope, just Skitts, Goblin and Footsteps  )) She clung to her hand. "Clara, I--I never told you...I--it's the baby, Clara...something's wrong with the baby..." |
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 23:16:28 GMT -5
Wraith's heart jumped into her throat. This was getting worse and worse. "Maggie, you're...?" She sank to her knees by the bed, feeling a bit faint. "You're...?"
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 23:19:52 GMT -5
She nodded, sniffling, feeling flushed and tired. "Twelve weeks. Oh, Clara. God's punishing me. I--I didn't want it, not in the beginning. But now--and now--ah!" She was overcome with another sharp cramp, gripping the bed sheets.
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 23:25:06 GMT -5
"Shhh." Wraith stared at her helplessly, holding her hand and rubbing her arm soothingly. Goddamn it, where would Skittery even find a doctor who was willing to come with him? How long would it take? She hadn't been this crazed with worry since Cav brought her to this room to find her brother bleeding and unconscious. "God's not punishing you," she said firmly, willing her voice not to shake. "This isn't your fault, Maggie. Things go wrong with...with babies all the time. Skittery will be back with a doctor soon, and you'll be just fine."
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 23:28:39 GMT -5
She shook her head. "No." She knew, deep down, what was happening -- what had already happened -- and what her body was trying to do about it. "I--we picked names." She let out a sob, squeezing Wraith's hand. "We were finally happy. I--I'm not ever going to be happy. The universe won't let me, not after what I did to Sebastian."
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 23:40:01 GMT -5
Wraith couldn't take much more of this. There were tears in her eyes as she scrambled onto the edge of the bed and wrapped an arm around Script's shoulders, looking her in the eyes. If this was going to happen, Script would have someone here to hold her while it did, and she would not blame herself for it.
"Listen to me," she said, looking Script in the eye. "You told Sebastian you needed some time. You found someone new, and you both moved on. You didn't do anything terrible, Maggie. You didn't, and God and the universe have nothing to do with this. This is just...just part of life. A terrible part. But it isn't your fault."
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Post by Script on Dec 27, 2011 23:45:06 GMT -5
Maggie buried her face against her shoulder. "Clara, it hurts..." She cried against her, shaking. She sat up though, when she felt something wet on her legs. "Clara...Clara, why am I bleeding..?"
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Post by Wraith on Dec 27, 2011 23:58:54 GMT -5
Wraith was outright crying now. She knew it was probably the worst thing she could do, but she couldn't help it; her shoulders shook as the tears poured down her face. "I don't know! Maggie, I don't know what to do. What can I do?" She looked down at the blood soaking the sheets and nearly fainted. Not because it was blood, but because it was Maggie's blood. "Just...just take deep breaths...I'm here...a-and you're gonna be fine," she said, holding Script tight. Like if she said it enough times, it would come true. Where the hell was Skittery!? ((Off to bed! I'll post for Footsteps tomorrow, I promise! The past few days have been crazy.  <3 !)) |
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