[ Rafe bites down on another yell as those claws rip away, hand immediately up and pressing on the wound to staunch the—
That's not blood. Christ. Fuck. No, no, not now—
He sucks in an unnecessary breath to push through the pain and the flinchingly familiar unmoored sensation of being a stranger in his own skin. Assess. Prioritize. Act. All doable. ]
You're back. Good. [ The words are grit out behind clenched teeth as he methodically picks himself up off Fenris's legs to better sit on the next nearest bit of nest. ] The shirt should be around somewhere.
[ Talking, apologies, explanations, all of that can come later once they've got something wrapped around his shoulder to catch...whatever is leaking out of him. ]
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winterfish
cw: body dysmorphia, skin horror, implications of past sexual/physical abuse, past slavery, ptsd
Date: 2020-12-08 10:23 pm (UTC)That's not blood. Christ. Fuck. No, no, not now—
He sucks in an unnecessary breath to push through the pain and the flinchingly familiar unmoored sensation of being a stranger in his own skin. Assess. Prioritize. Act. All doable. ]
You're back. Good. [ The words are grit out behind clenched teeth as he methodically picks himself up off Fenris's legs to better sit on the next nearest bit of nest. ] The shirt should be around somewhere.
[ Talking, apologies, explanations, all of that can come later once they've got something wrapped around his shoulder to catch...whatever is leaking out of him. ]