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ximilia2021-11-16 10:18 pm
savingthrows) wrote in ximilia2021-11-16 10:18 pm
video | un: eleven (cw: blood)
[ the feed clicks on to show Eleven sitting cross legged on the floor in a corner of the entrance hall, pulling black cloths away from her face, breath very suddenly becoming fast and harsh. There's a walkie talkie on the ground, crackling wildly with static, and a few items provided to her by the people who explored the item storage scattered around - medals, a cloak, an empty box that once contained what was discovered to be a necklace holding the orb, a note.
Blood is running freely from her nose as Eleven is struggling to get her panicked breath back under control, eyes wild. There's something dark around her eyes, too, like a shadow - if you look closely, it almost looks like black veins spider-webbing around her eye socket, but it's subtle. It might be a trick of the light, made worse by her pupils being blown so wide the black nearly swallows up the brown of her eyes.
Gasping for breath, she reaches out to Bucky, who sits out of frame, not visible to the network at large. ]
I'm. I'm okay. It's okay.
[ And finally her breath slows down somewhat. The girl looks exhausted, winces slightly, and finally wipes at the rivulets of blood under her nose, succeeding only in smearing it over her pale skin. ]
It told me...
[ She pushes her hand through her hair, eyes still wild. ]
The orb. It wants to be... full. It tried... it was pulling. On me. On my powers.
[ Another shaky breath. ]
It wants. To feed.
[ ooc: If you want more OOC Context, see this search request. ]
Blood is running freely from her nose as Eleven is struggling to get her panicked breath back under control, eyes wild. There's something dark around her eyes, too, like a shadow - if you look closely, it almost looks like black veins spider-webbing around her eye socket, but it's subtle. It might be a trick of the light, made worse by her pupils being blown so wide the black nearly swallows up the brown of her eyes.
Gasping for breath, she reaches out to Bucky, who sits out of frame, not visible to the network at large. ]
I'm. I'm okay. It's okay.
[ And finally her breath slows down somewhat. The girl looks exhausted, winces slightly, and finally wipes at the rivulets of blood under her nose, succeeding only in smearing it over her pale skin. ]
It told me...
[ She pushes her hand through her hair, eyes still wild. ]
The orb. It wants to be... full. It tried... it was pulling. On me. On my powers.
[ Another shaky breath. ]
It wants. To feed.
[ ooc: If you want more OOC Context, see this search request. ]
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[ She scrunches up her nose. ]
It started to pull on my power. And it pulled harder, when I used more.
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[Another moment of thought] I'll feed it for a while if it's hungry. You shouldn't have to do that alone.
[He thinks feeding it is a very bad idea, but he'd rather do it than have Eleven carry the burden]