[She's weak as she spills into the other troll's arms, breaths labored as her eyelids droop. As loose as she is, Vriska cannot help but tense up, teeth gritting for a moment as she tries to find words. She's always had words, right? She was a Serket, that's all they were made of!
She opens her mouth to speak, but she can't seem to find any words. So she's attempting to climb to her feet... and failing.]
Damn it...
[She utters a growl, trembling. Why did she feel so shitty? There's a sharp pain in the left side of her head... and she's weakly lifting a hand to touch her temple.
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She opens her mouth to speak, but she can't seem to find any words. So she's attempting to climb to her feet... and failing.]
Damn it...
[She utters a growl, trembling. Why did she feel so shitty? There's a sharp pain in the left side of her head... and she's weakly lifting a hand to touch her temple.
Oh.
That's a lot of blood.]