(continuing from last night w/Norm)
Gh— Gracia...!
(Overwhelmed, Caroline hugs her hard, sobbing too much to explain about the head and just hugging and leaning in really hard and not letting go.)
...Rrrgrhhhhh...
(Claudia Prime growls and lunges to forcibly separate the two.)
(But Simón grabs her by the ankle and jerks her to the ground. The two begin to wrestle, Claudia's disorientation giving Simón a slight advantage.)
(Park is still unconscious, but still breathing. Upon closer inspection (not that Yvette would know), he doesn't seem to have his glasses and is only wearing a sheet and some undergarments. The wires are hooked into the back of his skull and his chest, and he seems to have some surgical scars on his abdomen.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gracia gives a yelp as Claudia charges them, then a relieved groan as she tugs Caroline over closer. Not letting her go, not now, not ever-
Caroline, let's get out of here. Let's get away from this horrible place and never look at anything like it again! I hate it! I hate it here!
-Yvette's panic focused into tangible concern as she got a grip onto Park's situation. She had harmed him. She needed to make it right. She turned and began walking towards the other Claudia's, past Claudia Prime and Simon, a steely look in her eyes-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...b-but we have to finish the—... She—she wants me to, if I don't, she'll—...
(Gestures to the head.)
(The tussle on the ground grows more intense, neither one clearly outmatching the other. There's, uh... both parties, notably, are biting.)
(Stares at the ground for a second, the discomfort palpable. Whimpers and starts to head for the door, keeping Gracia close.)
(Mean Claudia is still grounded, cursing in Italian and hissing and clutching her head.)
(Nice Claudia clutches her head as well, whimpering a bit. She looks like she's starting to get her bearings, though, and peers up at the approaching shape she thinks is Yvette...?)
…?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

"I can...I can walk, shut up."