Katara (
markofthebrave) wrote2010-06-14 10:24 pm
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[Action, Voice ] .020
[After doing everything she could at home to deal with the fact that Zuko was gone, Katara headed out to the lake where she proceeded to bend and cry until she was exhausted. The storm feels good. She made her weary way back to the house with something of a headache, but she didn't think much of it. So what if the lights hurt her eyes? That was normal after so much crying and rage, right?
She fell into a deep, exhausted sleep as soon as she hit the bed. When morning light first entered her room, Katara shifted uneasily. Soon enough she opens her eyes to start the day - and screams. This was beyond a headache, it was like a screaming in her eye, a shooting pain, a burning.
Katara immediately slaps both hands over her eyes and sways back and forth a little to comfort and distract herself from the pain. After a moment of panicked breathing, her adrenaline kicks in and Katara shifts one hand to cover her eyes and fumbles for her journal with the other. Filtering is hopeless right now, even if it had occurred to her, although she'd much rather keep this private. Her voice is scared and filled with suppressed quivering.]
Ginko? I think something's wrong.
[And with that, she clings on to the journal and hopes that someone answers her soon. She can't see anything and it hurts.]
((OOC: This is forward dated to about 6.30am, Tuesday morning, for tagging convenience. Also, a warning: Housemates may commandeer her book.))
She fell into a deep, exhausted sleep as soon as she hit the bed. When morning light first entered her room, Katara shifted uneasily. Soon enough she opens her eyes to start the day - and screams. This was beyond a headache, it was like a screaming in her eye, a shooting pain, a burning.
Katara immediately slaps both hands over her eyes and sways back and forth a little to comfort and distract herself from the pain. After a moment of panicked breathing, her adrenaline kicks in and Katara shifts one hand to cover her eyes and fumbles for her journal with the other. Filtering is hopeless right now, even if it had occurred to her, although she'd much rather keep this private. Her voice is scared and filled with suppressed quivering.]
Ginko? I think something's wrong.
[And with that, she clings on to the journal and hopes that someone answers her soon. She can't see anything and it hurts.]
((OOC: This is forward dated to about 6.30am, Tuesday morning, for tagging convenience. Also, a warning: Housemates may commandeer her book.))
[Action]
...we'll see what moonlight can do, this time.
I think the clouds have dispelled enough for that.
[Action]
Moonlight, huh? [For such a strange cure, Sokka doesn't sound skeptical at all. He's well aware of the moon's spiritual magic power stuff.]
[Action]
[he steps into the room and slips the box from his shoulders-- walking towards Katara]
...how are you feeling?
[Action]
Um.. [Well. New empathy towards and now-painful memories with Zuko aside... things could be worse! But, yeah, trying not to be scared, blind, and in pain.] Pretty much the same as before.
[How are you? No. She won't ask that - it feels dishonoring somehow. He's here for a purpose after all. Still.] Long day, huh?
[Action]
[Right. No change. He pauses next to her]
You'll need to come outside, for this next part. We'll see what good the moon can do.
[Action]
Ready to go? [Someone's gotta lead her outside, after all. Unlike Ginko, Sokka keeps both his eyes out at all times.]
[Action]
Let's do this.
[Action]