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Scooby Doo: The Man With The Hex { Angel & BoyMom }

Yeah, I'll get you a reply today :)

STASIS

As soon as she heard the knock at the door, Delilah lifted her head from the window and turned her attention to said door. The nurse, Lauren, called out to her. She looked at the nurse, then out into the hall. It wasn't dark, and she could hear voices and see people walking in it. With a heavy breath of relief, Delilah smiled softly and turned, slowly making her way to the door where Lauren was. As she approached, the woman turned the wheelchair so that it was facing one is the room.

It took her a little longer than expected, but Delilah finally made it into the chair. Once she was settled, she closed her eyes and exhaled the pain she felt, wincing as she did. Delilah laid her head back against the chair, her eyes remaining closed. "Thank you for trying to help me," she said softly to the nurse, referring to her nightmare.

City of Heroes and Villains

@King Tai I'll read up on it all tomorrow and catch up :)

City of Heroes and Villains

Wow! I was unaware y'all had started already!

I'm way behind. I won't be able to post until tomorrow though, sadly.

Apartment Rp in a weird/funny city

@Dread Well, I won't be a cat... But a fellow cat lover! Will That work?

Apartment Rp in a weird/funny city

@Dread We would probably become fast friends XD

STASIS

Delilah nodded, remembering the accident. Well, she remembered it happening, but nothing after that. Which made sense, since she had been in a coma for a month. He then began to name off the injuries she had sustained. At first, her jaw dropped open just a little, her brows crinkling. But with each injury he named off, her jaw dropped a little further. She had seen worse, but didn't think that an had gotten that many, and so extensive. No wonder she was so damn sore and in pain. It was then, that she moved her arm and leg, feeling the casts that had been put on them.

Brain damage. That was all she needed. She ran her fingers through her dirty and matted hair, exhaling deeply. So many thoughts were racing through her head at that moment. Her life. Her job. "Yeah, alright," Delilah replied softly with a nod of understanding. The nurse and Dr. both left shortly after that, leaving Delilah to her thoughts. She rubbed her forehead with her fingertips, then threw the blankets off of her. She tried scooting to the edge of the bed, which took a minute, and let her legs hang over. It was at this point, she took the time to examine herself. There were definitely going to be some scars; something she wasn't really worried about. She wiggled the toes on her left foot and gently kicked her leg. She did the same with her left arm. Well, at least it was the left side. She was a rightie.

With a heavy sigh, Delilah slowly slid off of the bed, making sure to keep most of her weight off of her left leg. She glanced up at the window. Exhaling with determination, she grit her teeth and slowly began limping her way towards it. About half way there, her arm came up and wrapped around her injured ribs, a soft groan passing between her bared teeth. When she finally reached the window, she slid the curtains aside in one side, and leaned down on the sill with her right hand. She was breathing like she had walked up 30 flights of stairs, but the sight helped calm her. The morning sun shining over the city, casting soft oranges and bright yellows. Delilah sighed and closed her eyes, leaning her forehead against the cool glass.

Little of This, Little of That

Added a few more pairings :)

STASIS

Twenty eight days? Delilah put her hands over face and sighed into them, shaking her head. She shook her head again when the Dr. asked if she was in pain. "No, not really," she said from behind her hands, the response somewhat muffled. Delilah then removed her hands and looked at the Dr. Her eyes glanced between him and the nurse as they spoke, until finally, they rested on the Dr. once more. He was staring at her so intensely, that it almost made her feel uncomfortable. He walked around the bed and came up on her right side. Delilah's eyes followed him.

He then asked her a question, and asked her to be completely honest with her answer. That made her feel even more uncomfortable. She squirmed a bit and then slowly, pushed herself up into a sitting position. It took a moment, and was accompanied by a few soft groans, but she managed. Once she was sitting up comfortably, she looked back at the Dr. and took a deep breath. Why did she feel like she was being tested? Like this was some sort of trick question? "It was a nightmare," she replied honestly, keeping eye contact with the man. "A man was trying to kill me."

Apartment Rp in a weird/funny city

Know what... I like the show Friends. I'm not real big on slice of life... But imma throw my hat in on this. Keep an eye on it