Bloody sink
Eliane enters the abandoned toilets, she let out a terrifying scream, a very painful scream. It was a bad idea going into the abandoned forest, she looks at her left torso, it was wet, wet because of...."blood, I'm bleeding" something attacked her , something fast.. she got scratches on her face and she was limping down the hall, everyone was eyeing her but she kept walking. She closed the door of the toilets and sat down , her back against the door. The floor was wet, she eyes were teary, she had full of blood and now the floor had blood stains. She knew the couldn't do anything, going to the informary would get her into trouble, she lies down on the wet floor , her vision became very blurry. She removed her black coat revealing her bloody shirt. She uses up the strength she has to get up and go to the sink. She removes her black top revealing her inner and stomach, her torso having bloody scratches, they were dripping with blood, she runs the top under water, causing the sink to become, dirty. She looses her strength and drops to the floor letting out a painful help. The tap was still running and her stomach touches the cold floor. She ties her shirt around her torso, trying to stop the bleeding "someone help..."she says as she looses conciousness. Eliane lies on the the cold floor, with the tap running and a very bloody sinks..
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Flame ran towards the sound of the screaming pushing through crowds and groups of people. Someone was in trouble and needed help and Flame would give that help to them. Suddenly the screaming stopped. She ran ahead a bit more and turned to the nearest person. A Slytherin. “Excuse me.” she asked politely. Cause god knows slytherins are fickle. “Would you happen to know where the screaming was coming from?” the Slytherin looked at her and the pointed to the door to the abandoned toilets. Flame turned back to the Slytherin. “Thanks!” she said happily. And he smiled. A Slytherin…smiling. Flame had that affect on people.
She ran towards the bathroom and shoved her way through the door. When she got in there she stopped. There was blood EVERYWHERE. And lying in the middle of the floor was a girl. She was unconscious. Flame ran over to her and pulled back what looked to be her shirt which she had taken off and tied around her wounds. “Oh no you don’t!” Flame said. “Don’t you dare die on me!” Flame reached into her bag and dug around. Ever since the potions accident she had kept a couple medical supplies in her bag.
Flame gently lifted the girl’s torso and head up and layer them in her lap so the girl could be more comfortable. She took the Polysporin out and applied some to the wounds then took some gauze and places it on top. She then took the bandage and started wrapping it around the girls torso. Once Flame had finished that she used some water from the sink to wash the girl’s blood of her face and torso. She grabs the coat off the floor and starts folding it and puts it in her satchel. Then Flame pulled her hoodie off, and took the t-shirt that was on underneath off and slowly moved the girl to a sitting position so she could put the y-shirt on her.
Flame put her hoodie back on and shook the girl slightly to try to wake her up while making sure she was comfortable in Flames lap. Flame absolutely refused to take the girl to the hospital wing without her knowing.
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@Elaine Tramel
WC 370
WC 370
Flame ran towards the sound of the screaming pushing through crowds and groups of people. Someone was in trouble and needed help and Flame would give that help to them. Suddenly the screaming stopped. She ran ahead a bit more and turned to the nearest person. A Slytherin. “Excuse me.” she asked politely. Cause god knows slytherins are fickle. “Would you happen to know where the screaming was coming from?” the Slytherin looked at her and the pointed to the door to the abandoned toilets. Flame turned back to the Slytherin. “Thanks!” she said happily. And he smiled. A Slytherin…smiling. Flame had that affect on people.
She ran towards the bathroom and shoved her way through the door. When she got in there she stopped. There was blood EVERYWHERE. And lying in the middle of the floor was a girl. She was unconscious. Flame ran over to her and pulled back what looked to be her shirt which she had taken off and tied around her wounds. “Oh no you don’t!” Flame said. “Don’t you dare die on me!” Flame reached into her bag and dug around. Ever since the potions accident she had kept a couple medical supplies in her bag.
Flame gently lifted the girl’s torso and head up and layer them in her lap so the girl could be more comfortable. She took the Polysporin out and applied some to the wounds then took some gauze and places it on top. She then took the bandage and started wrapping it around the girls torso. Once Flame had finished that she used some water from the sink to wash the girl’s blood of her face and torso. She grabs the coat off the floor and starts folding it and puts it in her satchel. Then Flame pulled her hoodie off, and took the t-shirt that was on underneath off and slowly moved the girl to a sitting position so she could put the y-shirt on her.
Flame put her hoodie back on and shook the girl slightly to try to wake her up while making sure she was comfortable in Flames lap. Flame absolutely refused to take the girl to the hospital wing without her knowing.
Someone told me I run like a girl. I said that if they ran faster they could to.
Bloody sink
Reducio
@Elaine Tramel
WC 203
WC 203
I watched as the girl woke up and thanked me for my hoodie. She started cleaning everything around us up. Her hair was messy and she was a little unstable on her feet. She started to walk to the door asking if I could take her to the hospital wing. I stood and walked over to her. The girl talked about getting to know her more. Flame smiled “I would like that.” She made it to the door and lightly moved the girl back so that Flame could stand between her and the door.
“Someone saved my life once and now she is my best friend!” Flame reached out and put a hand on the girls shoulder. “But I refuse to let you leave here without me. What if you collapse on the way?” A worried look passed over Flames face as she remembered the day of her own injury. She moved her hand back and the long jagged scar from the potions accident caught the light. “Someone needs to be there to catch you if you fall. Literally and figuratively." Flame was worried the girl would collapse and no one would help her. "Besides," Flame said defiantly. "You look really unstable!"
Someone told me I run like a girl. I said that if they ran faster they could to.