#asa | rescue

[beautifully-execut3d]

@rippedstitch-s | Setting: Jumping Jack Power Plant | Local Time: 02:45 | TW: blood, injury, slight gore

The frustrated cry of pain that leaves Seine's lips echos into nothingness as her fingers press onto the wound on her thigh. It's deep, but not deep enough to kill (so says her limited expertise) - it still hurts like a bitch, and it's bleeding, the rush of adrenaline she's coming down from leaving her busy. Blood smears onto the screen of her phone as she tries to type a message:

[ Seine -> Asa ] help, meet me at power plant?

The phone is pushed into the pocket of her jacket, along with the bloody knife. Getting stabbed with her own knife like a dumb bitch hadn't been on her agenda for the night, especially with the effort it took her to finish the job right after. Suck it up. You've been trained for this.

The walk (and crawl) to the building feels like it takes hours, and when she finally gets there, she just slumps down against the front door, dark pants now fully wet, feeling dizzy. She tries to check her phone, but the dried blood makes her hands too stiff. "Fuck.", she curses out, in more than just one language, "Fuck."

[ Seine -> Asa ] outside door