I lost me eye [OPEN/ACTIVE]
Characters: Lynley, anyone finding him.
Content: The good inspector is hurt, badly. Hopefully someone is ready to help the poor man.
Location: Streets of Manhattan.
Time of day: Day
Warnings: Some blood.
It is never pleasant to wake up and realising your right eye is bleeding, your face soaked in the blood oozing from the wound. Lynley was in pain and didn't even bother trying to sit up, hardly could even think of the idea. He turned sharply to his side, hissing in pain. He had no mirror to see the condition of his face, but he was fairly sure it was awful. His right arm throbbed in pain and the inspector had to take a few deep, calming breaths, trying to concentrate and remember. What happened?
He recalled going back to the little apartment he was living in for the time being, when odd little creatures attacked him. Two.... they chased him.... one jumped at him, jaws snapping. He escaped the jaws but a sharp claw got jammed in his right eye. Lynley didn't register the pain because of the panic he was feeling. Turning to one of the apartments he still ran, not looking where he was heading. One of the walls had been rammed through and unfortunately he didn't see that. Tumbling on an obstacle he didn't see. He fell.
That would explain his arm, it was probably broken. Left hand searched his pocket for a handkerchief. Finding it he put the fabric gently to his eye. Only now realising he might never ever see again with said eye. He hadn't seen anyone in weeks. He doubted there was a decent doctor around, and even there was the needed medical objects were not reachable.
Groaning Lynley tried to sit up. He was damn lucky none of those little weird critters had tried to jump after him, quite sure the things would have landed better than him.
Content: The good inspector is hurt, badly. Hopefully someone is ready to help the poor man.
Location: Streets of Manhattan.
Time of day: Day
Warnings: Some blood.
It is never pleasant to wake up and realising your right eye is bleeding, your face soaked in the blood oozing from the wound. Lynley was in pain and didn't even bother trying to sit up, hardly could even think of the idea. He turned sharply to his side, hissing in pain. He had no mirror to see the condition of his face, but he was fairly sure it was awful. His right arm throbbed in pain and the inspector had to take a few deep, calming breaths, trying to concentrate and remember. What happened?
He recalled going back to the little apartment he was living in for the time being, when odd little creatures attacked him. Two.... they chased him.... one jumped at him, jaws snapping. He escaped the jaws but a sharp claw got jammed in his right eye. Lynley didn't register the pain because of the panic he was feeling. Turning to one of the apartments he still ran, not looking where he was heading. One of the walls had been rammed through and unfortunately he didn't see that. Tumbling on an obstacle he didn't see. He fell.
That would explain his arm, it was probably broken. Left hand searched his pocket for a handkerchief. Finding it he put the fabric gently to his eye. Only now realising he might never ever see again with said eye. He hadn't seen anyone in weeks. He doubted there was a decent doctor around, and even there was the needed medical objects were not reachable.
Groaning Lynley tried to sit up. He was damn lucky none of those little weird critters had tried to jump after him, quite sure the things would have landed better than him.