[Although a little panicked herself, she can't help but look up and gape at Tyr. It's like he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.]
How--what are you doing here?
[She shifts a bit, but her leg just feels like dead weight. It's a worrying conclusion--that little scratch, just above her boot, must have been something more. Poison? She doesn't feel sick, though.]
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Date: 2011-08-18 02:35 pm (UTC)[Although a little panicked herself, she can't help but look up and gape at Tyr. It's like he suddenly appeared out of nowhere.]
How--what are you doing here?
[She shifts a bit, but her leg just feels like dead weight. It's a worrying conclusion--that little scratch, just above her boot, must have been something more. Poison? She doesn't feel sick, though.]