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ryn_ancilla

The Tenth Floor Sunday Afternoon

May 07, 2006 17:23

Ryn heard movements around her, she couldn't figure out how she had gotten upstairs after Sasha was carried in by Crowley . It had to have been Walter. Opening her eyes slowly Ryn licked her lips, they felt as dry and flaky as Shush's had been when she had first come to stay with Ryn. She didn't think it would take that much out of her but it had ( Read more... )

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whiteabsolution May 7 2006, 22:31:00 UTC

Sugar bustling into the room, bags in her hands, "I got some new skirts and stuff. I hope you don't mind." she beamed into the bags before turning to see Ryn. She was still angry at the woman but her fear took over as she crawled onto the bed, "Ryn? Luv?" she pushes the womans shoulder a tad.

ryn_ancilla May 7 2006, 22:34:05 UTC

Ryn opened her eyes slowly, "Shush." She said, her voice exhausted. "Baby. Can you, can you get Walter for me. Please." She said whispering, her moved her hand to touch Shush and reassure her but she remembered Shush was still angry. So heartbreak on top of being drained kept Ryn's hands under the blankets as her eyes closed again.

whiteabsolution May 7 2006, 22:36:18 UTC

"Yeah. I'll go get him for you." he frowned and jumped off the bed calling for Walter. Walter appeared, looking like he knew what was up with Ryn so Sugar took a seat at her vanity. chewing on her flaky lips.

ryn_ancilla May 7 2006, 22:42:16 UTC

Walter had a cup with him and tipped it up to Ryn's lips, he was speaking to her in very hushed tones, a language that was not English. Ryn tried to push the cup away, fighting it away from touching her lips but she wasn't strong enough and in the end Walter had tipped the entire contents into her mouth.

He walked over to Shush at the vanity and kissed her cheek, inquiring as to if she needed anything of him and then said he would be just in the next room if she needed him or if Ms. Ancilla needed anything.

Ryn lay very still on the bed, her eyes open and glassy for a few minutes before it seemed life came back into them. She moved a little in the bed, her hand reaching out to where Shush usually slept. Her hand kept searching in vain.

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