[ There’s a real pain there, temporary, but real. Mollie
can feel her shoulder relocating as she rolls onto her
side, mimicking someone in a great ordeal of pain. A
certain soreness lingers about her, but she knew the
one thing that would fix that almost instantaneously.
B l o o d. ]
”Ugh — I think…. my legs….
I can’t feel my legs.”
{ For a moment it seemed her own limbs refused to work,
trembling fingers reached for her phone, buried deep in her coat pocket,
a pocket in which she’d just been in, but now seemed to completely impossible
to function. A shock to the system the accident was, but she knew that if she
could not calm herself the woman would suffer more then she had to. It was
the woman’s words that steeled her nerve, directed her attention toward the
woman’s legs without a second thought, phone forgotten for the moment. }
❝C-can ye move them?❞