48th Draw [Voice/Action/Flailing? FLAILING.]

[selphie_t]

[Damn Malnosso.

The snow blew into Selphie's face as she began padding as fast as she could through the forest. She aches everywhere, can't think straight, feels like throwing up and generally wants to crawl into a hole and die. She doesn't know when they took her and she definitely doesn't remember what they did (hooray for sedation) but she knows that it's freezing and she's wearing a new feather dress. It does nothing to block out the cold chilling her skin or making her teeth chatter uncontrollably before she finds something she's only heard about.

A New Feather station.

For the most part, it's out of the wind and she scrambles into it before her frozen fingers begin clawing at the blanket but she couldn't open it fully. Her lips are blue from exposure and all she wants to do is sleep but even Selphie knows that she has to stay awake. She curls in on herself to keep what heat she can inside before she spots a journal on top of a small parcel. She reaches to open the book and presses the button that will let her call for help.

She'd head into town herself but well... frostbite is never a fun thing. Her voice is weak and tired sounding but she tries to put some energy into it. Damn medication. She decides right then and there that she's never getting sick.]

C-can anyone h-hear me? It's Selphie.

Comments

voice --> action

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[THAT VOICE! HE KNOWS THAT VOICE!]

Selphie!! Selphie, I'll be right there!

[Not wasting a bit of time, Ceodore ditches the armor and Teleports himself to her. First time takes for a change.]

Action

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[SO COLD.]

Ceodore...?

Action

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He scoops her up immediately and holds her close.]

Selphie, you're turning blue. We gotta get you back home.

voice

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

I can hear you.

voice

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Response comes several hours later. She's still groggy though.]

Remilia? Is that you?

voice

[redsynonymhere.livejournal.com]

Yes, it's me. Are you okay?

[voice]

[falenandawn]

Selphie?! [asfsadgas;; calling a quick "I'm going out!" to his roommates, he'll be rushing out the door, journal in hand.] Where are you?!

[voice]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Response comes several hours later. First thing you hear is a sleepy whine before a response.]

I'm at the house.

Re: [voice]

[falenandawn]

[And Frey... has been running around in the snow, panicked at the lack of response. There's audible relief when he finally hears her voice.] Thank goodness. I'll be right there.


[And he will be. Give him a few minutes and he'll be at the door.]

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

Selphie! Where are you?

[Voice]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Upstairs...

[Voice]

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

I'll be there in a moment. Do you want me to get you anything? Blankets?

[ voice ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

Miss Selphie! [ It sounds like Ceodore is on the job, so at least there's that. BUT STILL. >: ]

Are you all right?

[ voice ]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[She's sorry about that delayed response as she nodded off for several hours and she's still groggy from the drugs and she responds as best she can.]

Cold and tired and woozy.

[ voice ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ She's alive~ ]

I'm sure it's just a matter of time until it wears off. Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?

[voice]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Selphie? Where are you?

[voice]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

I'm home now.

[voice]

[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Good. This weather isn't people-friendly.

I can come over, if you need any help.

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

Selphie!? Oi, do you need help!? Is someone coming to get you?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

I'm at home now.

[Voice]

[cowboykinneas.livejournal.com]

Selphie? Hey, are you all right? Where are you?

[Voice]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[This reply is the same as the others. A few others later and coming from a pretty groggy Selphie.]

I've been better, Irvy. I'm at the house. [Tucked into bed to boot.]

[Voice]

[cowboykinneas.livejournal.com]

[Well... that's a bit of a relief. She's safe.]

Least you sound better than before. Taking visitors?

[knighted-lion.livejournal.com]

Selphie? Are you alright?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

I will be. I just gotta get back on my feet first.