[Ginia nods absently, closing her eyes as she feels a wave of dizziness. She's not sure how much blood she's lost, certainly more than a healthy amount, but she clings on to consciousness. Her voice is a little faint when she speaks, doing her best to be cooperative.]
I want crutches. Eventually. And this once, I'll be good, but define long term. Weeks or months here?
((ooc; After a lot of thinking on the injury, I have a better representation on her chart here. Drusilla has some crazy sharp claws - sliced open someone's throat! - so I figure there'd be deep lacerations from where she grabbed on and where Ginia had to pull her leg free.))
[Action March 27th]
I want crutches. Eventually. And this once, I'll be good, but define long term. Weeks or months here?
((ooc; After a lot of thinking on the injury, I have a better representation on her chart here. Drusilla has some crazy sharp claws - sliced open someone's throat! - so I figure there'd be deep lacerations from where she grabbed on and where Ginia had to pull her leg free.))