51 Howls: Long Time Healing [Accidental video]

[coyote_walking]

Mercy's lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to a variety of machines, and clearly in very rough shape. She stirs uneasily in her sleep, whimpering softly as the nightmares start. Anyone cursed can probably hear her thoughts, though they probably won't want to as they consist largely of screaming and pleading - for her life, to be set free, for someone to help her.



[ooc: Any doctor/nurse/police/friend types are welcome to come check on her or attempt to get a statement. She won't remember much and is likely to become easily distressed if pressured by anyone.]

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[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Mercy, have a police-type visitor.]

Miss Thompson.

[He's sitting by your bedside waiting for you to regain consciousness.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[Mercy struggled back up towards consciousness, fear filling her eyes as she awoke.]

What? Who...?

[She shrank back against her pillows.]

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru Takatori, City Police Force.

[For what it's worth, that tone was supposed to be soothing. But he's at the end of his rope.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[And she's already freaked out and confused.]

I... what happened? Did I, do I know you?

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm trying to find out. Can you tell me where you've been since Friday night?

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[She tried to remember, really she did, but all she got were feelings of terror and pain. She shook her head, wincing at the pain the movement caused.]

I don't remember anything. I remember heading home after working at the garage and then... nothing till Harry found me.]

[Her voise was still rough and hoarse, as if she'd spent a good amount of time yelling. Or screaming.]

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[That's not heeeeelpful.]

Fine. We'll need to conduct a forensic exam to see if we can find any link to your attackers.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[She bit her lip hard to try and hold back a whimper of fear.]

I... please, I don't want... they did tests... all sorts of them... when I came in. I... I don't want to be touched.

[voice]

[alittlewild.livejournal.com]

...Mercy?

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[Have a panicked sounding Mercy.]

Who's there?

Re: [voice]

[alittlewild.livejournal.com]

Shalimar...your device is on...what happened?

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Shalimar? I... I don't know what happened. I don't remember anything. And the police are here, they want... they think whoever hurt me may have hurt other people too.

I hate this. I hate not remembering. I hate feeling terrified and not knowing why.

Re: [voice]

[alittlewild.livejournal.com]

...someone hurt you? I'm so sorry...damn I should have looked for you sooner. I'm sorry. Are you okay right now?

What can I do/

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'm... no. I'm hurt pretty bad. I may be here a long time. I guess I nearly died.

[There's a long silence as she fights desperately not to break down.]

I guess some others did.

Re: [voice]

[alittlewild.livejournal.com]

...I'm sorry...have you spoken with doctors?

[She has no idea what more to say.]

I'm glad. You don't remember anything...?

Re: [voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

I'm at the hospital. Harry found me and brought me here. Did I say that already? I can't remember.

No. I don't remember anything. Just this sense of terror. It's stupid. I hate being scared like this.

[Voice]

[prodigalvampire]

I don't know if my voice is comforting or going to make things worse, but I'm sorry. When you didn't show up for work, we should have started looking for you. Maybe, if we had, this wouldn't have happened.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[Mercy was still mostly asleep, hearing the voice as if in a dream.]

Thomas? Is that...? No... he's not here anymore, won't ever be here anymore...

[She opened her eyes slowly, looking around the room and becoming more and more disoriented.]

What? Where am I? This isn't -

[She tried to sit up and moaned at the pain.]

What happened?

[Voice]

[prodigalvampire]

Easy, easy. Don't stress yourself.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Thomas? That... it is you.

I... wait... oh...

I'm... I remember. Harry brought me here. I... wow, I hurt.

[Voice]

[prodigalvampire]

I'm sorry I didn't look for you sooner... I'm glad he found you.

Re: [Voice]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Yeah. If he hadn't... I don't know what would have happened.

Re: [Voice]

[prodigalvampire]

Where were you?

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[Welcome to the ICU. It's Chase's territory, and while Mercy's arrival had been handled in his absence, he's soon by to check her charts and readings, stopping by the bed to fill in new recommendations for managing her distress. He won't wake her; the state she's in even nightmares are still rest that she badly needs.]

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

[She shifted uneasily in her bed, looking more and more distressed, then finally woke herself up with a yell, eyes filled with terror.]

No!