Her hand flies up to her forehead, and, sure enough, she's bleeding pretty heavily. She...probably cracked her skull. At the very least she would need stitches. "Would" because undead people heal remarkably fast.
Fuck what is she going to do.
She presses her hand more securely to her forehead and decides on the one thing she can do: catch that fucking frog.]
I'm fine. Hang on.
[And, reaching out with her free hand, she dives around the table and pins the frog to the floor.]
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Her hand flies up to her forehead, and, sure enough, she's bleeding pretty heavily. She...probably cracked her skull. At the very least she would need stitches. "Would" because undead people heal remarkably fast.
Fuck what is she going to do.
She presses her hand more securely to her forehead and decides on the one thing she can do: catch that fucking frog.]
I'm fine. Hang on.
[And, reaching out with her free hand, she dives around the table and pins the frog to the floor.]