And if you'd 'a took to me like
Characters: Angela and anyone wanting to visit her
Time: Midmorning, after she wakes up from being in a medically induced coma
Location: Infirmary
Content: Angela is feeling somewhat better, if a bit drugged, and is talking about the whole Wesker ordeal.
Format: Starting Prose, but whichever.
Angela didn't remember much, but she knew she was in the Infirmary. Her arm was in a sling, her ribs hurt, and she couldn't move. Everything hurt. Groaning slightly as she tried to sit up, Ange decided not to do that and instead rolled over slightly.
Things were still fuzzy, but if she thought about it, she remembered the pole. That pole that went through her person. Ugh, what was she thinking? She didn't have a bone in her body made for fighting. That's why at the Jeffersonian Booth and Brennan did all the crazy stuff. Ange stayed in the lab and did all the high tech things. And art. She should stick to art. Art never almost killed her.
Still, beating those Chimeras was pretty cool.
Time: Midmorning, after she wakes up from being in a medically induced coma
Location: Infirmary
Content: Angela is feeling somewhat better, if a bit drugged, and is talking about the whole Wesker ordeal.
Format: Starting Prose, but whichever.
Angela didn't remember much, but she knew she was in the Infirmary. Her arm was in a sling, her ribs hurt, and she couldn't move. Everything hurt. Groaning slightly as she tried to sit up, Ange decided not to do that and instead rolled over slightly.
Things were still fuzzy, but if she thought about it, she remembered the pole. That pole that went through her person. Ugh, what was she thinking? She didn't have a bone in her body made for fighting. That's why at the Jeffersonian Booth and Brennan did all the crazy stuff. Ange stayed in the lab and did all the high tech things. And art. She should stick to art. Art never almost killed her.
Still, beating those Chimeras was pretty cool.