[the first person shauna thinks of when she wakes up is natalie, with a rush of fury that courses through her like wildfire. she wants to find her, she needs to get her hands around her skinny little fucking neck and squeeze and squeeze and --
and jackie is second, jackie's scent in the sheets, on the pillowcase, and the fury gets tangled with the bolt of fear that natalie's already found her, already said something, already ruined everything. she fumbles for her phone, dirt beneath her nails, hair longer and sunbleached and scraggly, blood still coating the back of her throat:]
[ she's taken some time to shower, since she's been told there's thing she can do until they wake up and she doesn't feel like doing anything else. she's getting dressed when her phone goes off, and she nearly knocks the phone over lunging for it. ]
SHAUNA OMG
I'll be right there I was just getting dressed don't move ok???
Do u need anything? RU hungry???
[ she remembers the doctor mentioning they may need nutrients. they'd determined people didn't need to do that before while falling into sleeps like this, but they might when they wake up. ]
[she can hear the clanking and clattering of jackie in the bathroom and it makes her wheeze out a laugh, swallowing hard against the taste of -- blood, it's blood she can still taste, coating her throat, heavy in her stomach, suddenly roiling and churning.
she swallows again, harder.]
no i'm not hungry definit ely not moving way too comfy
[does she remember. yes. no. it's both the realest thing in the world and completely irrelevant, maybe more so here than anywhere else. she's queen. mari's dead. coach is dead. another two people, newcomers, dead. nat's betrayed her. everyone's betrayed her.
but jackie is alive. jackie is alive and shauna wouldn't be shauna if that didn't make everything else suddenly not matter anymore.
so, swallowing back that blood taste, suddenly wildly grateful that jackie's not looking at her, not able to see the president-of-hello-kitty level lies she's about to spin:]
kinda? sorta? it's pretty fuzzy maybe i gotta just catch up or i dunno
post-canon update
and jackie is second, jackie's scent in the sheets, on the pillowcase, and the fury gets tangled with the bolt of fear that natalie's already found her, already said something, already ruined everything. she fumbles for her phone, dirt beneath her nails, hair longer and sunbleached and scraggly, blood still coating the back of her throat:]
jackei
jackie
im awke
no subject
SHAUNA OMG
I'll be right there I was just getting dressed don't move ok???
Do u need anything? RU hungry???
[ she remembers the doctor mentioning they may need nutrients. they'd determined people didn't need to do that before while falling into sleeps like this, but they might when they wake up. ]
cw: cannibalism
she swallows again, harder.]
no i'm not hungry
definit ely not moving
way too comfy
no subject
OK I'm gonna get water or something at least
I'll be back in like five minutes I swear to God
Do u remember anything???
no subject
but jackie is alive. jackie is alive and shauna wouldn't be shauna if that didn't make everything else suddenly not matter anymore.
so, swallowing back that blood taste, suddenly wildly grateful that jackie's not looking at her, not able to see the president-of-hello-kitty level lies she's about to spin:]
kinda? sorta?
it's pretty fuzzy
maybe i gotta just catch up or
i dunno