cityship: (Stacy--Main AI)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2009-10-19 03:48 am (UTC)

--Knocking them apart.

They both go plummeting into the open air, and everything dissolves into a black nothing that covers her in its squeezing coldness. When it recedes, there's a bright light in her face. She's bound to an examination table.

There's a table to the left of her and through the tall, overly skinny figures clothed in sanitary green doctor's uniforms milling around it, she can see Aang, older still, strapped to a table like she is, unconscious. A harness hangs nearby, like a metal spine, with needles sticking out of it, as if it's meant to be affixed to someone's back.

These tall things have no faces that can be seen. They're obscured by a black blur.

"Don't be afraid," says one of the beings, as it preps surgical equipment. "This is only going to hurt a little."

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