by Mousen » 01/04/2019 8:00 PM
"We ought to have sedated you," she said, grimacing. She was used to dealing with machines, things that didn't think or feel, or even if they did think they certainly couldn't feel pain. She wasn't a doctor, but then, what doctor on earth would know how to deal with Chip's complex mechanics? It struck her that while she wasn't the perfect person for this, she was here now. She could do some good.
"It does matter, but I'm going to keep going. Breathe steadily for me, okay? Seven seconds in, seven seconds out. Tell me if you've got to flinch or move, and I'll stop." Genevieve started work again, and it was delicate work, pushing and manipulating the wire to get it first out from around the vein and then to thread it back through where it needed to go. True to her word, her hands were steady.
It took her a few minutes to fully untangle the wire. There she paused, letting out a breath. She handed Horatio the silver implement and loosened some of the tension in her shoulders. "You're doing so well. So well."
She took the implement back from Horatio and began weave the wire where it should of been, glancing at the diagrams to make sure she was weaving it into the right thread, and up towards the right connecting point. "Almost done. You're doing great."
We’re all hysterical & going nowhere together.
C’mon rapture. Let’s go bedazzling.
Nothing gets futured without its own spitshine
& I’m already not not not not not not miraculous.