The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

"Myra..please.." he murmured, before flinching slightly when the loud yelp echoed throughout the hall. He sped forward, his heart racing.

[Sabatea]

Myra mumbled something again, a hint of desperation in her voice now, though still the words slurred together.

A growl weakly sounded after the yelp.

[BlossomTail]

Drake glanced down at Myra, sighing. He glanced around, before wondering where Ralen would be.

[Sabatea]

Myra growled softly, struggling furiously now and mumbling constantly.

[BlossomTail]

Drake let out a small sigh, wincing when she hit his bruise. He slid her down to the ground, giving her enough support to stay on her feet.

[Sabatea]

Myra winced slightly before she gazed steadily at Drake, gasping slightly as she mumbled, attempting to force her words to be understandable, "Don't.... In... you don't..." she stammered.

[BlossomTail]

Drake frowned, and blinked at her. "Keep trying Myra.." he pressed gently.

((Gotta go, night!))

[Sabatea]

(( Good night! ))

Myra blinked at him for a moment before she started to say something again. Suddenly a louder yelp sounds and she fell unconscious again.

[BlossomTail]

((Night!))

Drake blinked worriedly at her, and tried to support her more. "Myra.."

[Sabatea]

(( ))

"Syringe..." Myra stammered to him before she fell completely limp in his arms.