Venus Dee Milo (
celebrityskinned) wrote in
thecapitol2014-07-04 11:50 pm
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To Find the Peace Within the Combat That We're Standing [Closed]
WHO| Venus and Kankri
WHAT| Kankri has PTSD and Venus skips her meds.
WHEN| The first night Venus is back in D5, before the D3 announcement.
WHERE| Venus' room.
WARNINGS| Mental illness and medication use. Potential flashbacks to gore.
She shouldn't skip her sleeping medication, and yet when Kankri asks her if he can spend the night feeling protected, she makes the decision to hide the pills under her tongue and spit them into the sink. If the Avox that's supposed to deliver it to her notices, he doesn't show any indication. He simply walks back down the hall with the silver tray and tiny plastic cup of water.
She wants to be alert, wants to be that competent and vaunted protector that Kankri believes her to be in spite of everything. As such, she'll take a sluggish morning and the odd nightmare tonight; she'll rearrange her schedule tomorrow so she still hits the gym appropriately.
She wraps Kankri up in a sleeping bag and sleeps beside him, back to back, although she doesn't rest as deeply as she should. By about four a.m. she's no longer conscious, at least not by any traditional understanding of the word, but she isn't dreaming either. Her thoughts melt into each other, rolling down plains and into valleys of words and images, and she surfaces every once in a while when there's a bump in the hall, but never enough to really register what's happening around her. The Arena has left her exhausted, and she doesn't have the energy for the vigilant half-sleep that lets her leap into action before her brain even wakes up, but she manages to not lose sight of the real world entirely.
WHAT| Kankri has PTSD and Venus skips her meds.
WHEN| The first night Venus is back in D5, before the D3 announcement.
WHERE| Venus' room.
WARNINGS| Mental illness and medication use. Potential flashbacks to gore.
She shouldn't skip her sleeping medication, and yet when Kankri asks her if he can spend the night feeling protected, she makes the decision to hide the pills under her tongue and spit them into the sink. If the Avox that's supposed to deliver it to her notices, he doesn't show any indication. He simply walks back down the hall with the silver tray and tiny plastic cup of water.
She wants to be alert, wants to be that competent and vaunted protector that Kankri believes her to be in spite of everything. As such, she'll take a sluggish morning and the odd nightmare tonight; she'll rearrange her schedule tomorrow so she still hits the gym appropriately.
She wraps Kankri up in a sleeping bag and sleeps beside him, back to back, although she doesn't rest as deeply as she should. By about four a.m. she's no longer conscious, at least not by any traditional understanding of the word, but she isn't dreaming either. Her thoughts melt into each other, rolling down plains and into valleys of words and images, and she surfaces every once in a while when there's a bump in the hall, but never enough to really register what's happening around her. The Arena has left her exhausted, and she doesn't have the energy for the vigilant half-sleep that lets her leap into action before her brain even wakes up, but she manages to not lose sight of the real world entirely.
