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taxonomites2009-11-22 10:14 pm
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009. [ accidental visual ] black flowers blossom, fearless on my breath.
Whatever Helen had been planning that day was turned upside down. The tablet had turned on of it's own accord. If she had noticed, she would of done something about it. The screen could only show so much. Not that anyone most likely would have wanted to see more.
Helen turned from one of the bookcases and smiled at the man who walked in. Though her smile quickly faded as she realized his mannerisms. They certainly didn't belong to him, or anyone she knew for that matter. She placed the book in her hand down and moved forward to talk to him. Maybe there was just something on his mind that he needed to talk about.
She was suddenly pushed back up against the bookcase, finding herself hanging from the ground. Helen's eyes snapped back to him. "What the hell are you-" Her words were cut off as she felt her head hit the bookcase behind her hard, making a sickening crack. Pain shot up through the back of her head as she shut her eyes tightly.
He took a few steps forward, and then Helen felt even more excruciating pain. Except this time it came from her forehead. It felt as if it was ripping open her head slowly, making her scream. She had no idea why he was doing this, or that he even could do it. She felt her blood slowly make it's way down the side of her face. No matter how hard she tried to wrestle free, she couldn't escape the grip.
Then suddenly the ripping pain stopped. She fell to the floor. Her knees hit the wooden floor, then she fell forward. Helen grunted slightly as she felt her head hit the floor, trying to move to see her attacker. He was gone in thin air, as if he was never there. Her hand went up to her face and all she could feel was her own blood running down her face and now on her hand.
Helen grasped at the desk, trying to pull herself up. All she accomplished was the tablet hitting the floor to show her matted red hair and bloody face. She struggled to push herself up but fell forward again, face down on the wooden floor.
[ ooc; violence in this post that you'd typically see in a Heroes episode. just a lot of blood everywhere in the comments. this post is completely open for being tagged to talk with her over the tablet or in the sanctuary, if you've missed the ooc post :) she's in her office for those coming to her ♥ ]
Helen turned from one of the bookcases and smiled at the man who walked in. Though her smile quickly faded as she realized his mannerisms. They certainly didn't belong to him, or anyone she knew for that matter. She placed the book in her hand down and moved forward to talk to him. Maybe there was just something on his mind that he needed to talk about.
She was suddenly pushed back up against the bookcase, finding herself hanging from the ground. Helen's eyes snapped back to him. "What the hell are you-" Her words were cut off as she felt her head hit the bookcase behind her hard, making a sickening crack. Pain shot up through the back of her head as she shut her eyes tightly.
He took a few steps forward, and then Helen felt even more excruciating pain. Except this time it came from her forehead. It felt as if it was ripping open her head slowly, making her scream. She had no idea why he was doing this, or that he even could do it. She felt her blood slowly make it's way down the side of her face. No matter how hard she tried to wrestle free, she couldn't escape the grip.
Then suddenly the ripping pain stopped. She fell to the floor. Her knees hit the wooden floor, then she fell forward. Helen grunted slightly as she felt her head hit the floor, trying to move to see her attacker. He was gone in thin air, as if he was never there. Her hand went up to her face and all she could feel was her own blood running down her face and now on her hand.
Helen grasped at the desk, trying to pull herself up. All she accomplished was the tablet hitting the floor to show her matted red hair and bloody face. She struggled to push herself up but fell forward again, face down on the wooden floor.
[ ooc; violence in this post that you'd typically see in a Heroes episode. just a lot of blood everywhere in the comments. this post is completely open for being tagged to talk with her over the tablet or in the sanctuary, if you've missed the ooc post :) she's in her office for those coming to her ♥ ]
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"You'll need to be moved soon. Somehow." She hadn't figured the how part out yet.
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Helen raised her hand to the cloth on her head, everything was so blurry. She motioned for Ashley to go. Someone had to set everything up. If Henry or Gabriel came, they wouldn't know what blood to transfuse her with.
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