[She fails to stifle another cough, tasting blood in her mouth. As Carlisle makes his way over, she draws part of the blanket out, where she is wearing a bandeau underneath. This also reveals a set of deep burn marks trailing from her ribs to six inches downward, similar in shape to something of an animal attack. It's clear that the burnt tissue is the only thing keeping her insides from falling out.]
Got into some shit. Little worse than a headshot this time.
[Despite her attempt at levity with a severe understatement, she isn't laughing. It would probably only make things worse, anyway.]
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Got into some shit. Little worse than a headshot this time.
[Despite her attempt at levity with a severe understatement, she isn't laughing. It would probably only make things worse, anyway.]