The Doe [AlastorXWinnerOC]

My time seems to move at a crawl as I sit in my bed, merely getting up to use the restroom or take small walks around my room, I am getting a little bit stir crazy. Things are healing properly, and no matter how fast it is, it's never fast enough. I just want to see the damage outside, or help someone out... I just want to do something productive, but I know that I can't. Not only will Alastor not allow it, but my arm is still useless... Sighing, I lay back in bed, my mellow jade green sheets scented with lavender as they engulf me.

My hair splays out over the silky fabric and I stare at the cream-colored ceiling, just listening to my own steady breaths. I could read, but I've already read a lot today. Maybe I could embroider... but I'd need to get up for that, and the last time I did, he knew somehow. It's like he has a sixth sense just knowing what I'm doing in here... absently, I lift a hand up, letting it run over an antler, the vines feeling interesting to touch. The petals are nice and soft, their fall colors remaining vibrant even after that brutal attack. I'm glad that they seem to grow back quickly, so no matter how many petals fall... I'm still covered in them. It makes me feel nice to always have flowers nearby... I wonder if it's a quirk about my body, or just me?

Taking a deep breath, I glance at the clock, only another minute or two having passed. Just as I am about to sigh again, a sudden rapping rings throughout the room emanating from my door. I bolt upright, running my fingers through my hair in order to look presentable, my cheeks lightly flushed with excitement of something new to break up the monotony of recovery.

"Come in," I call out, cupping my cheeks as the doorknob turns. The first to step into the room is Angel, my eyes widening. Alastor must have finally allowed visitations! Oh, my goodness, I'm so glad! Husk trails along in behind, his tail swishing about in a decidedly un-Husk-like manner.

"There you are, toots," Angel beams, "You're lookin' much better already, you'll be better in no time."

"Yeah. You're looking... less bruised," Husk adds, the feline seeming extremely awkward. Maybe he isn't used to things like this? Visiting someone healing...

"It's so nice to see you two, thank you, I'm starting to feel quite a bit better... though my arm is still out of commission. And my ribs... well..."

They both sigh, and I notice that Angel has something in his hands, Charlie's tell-tale sign of glitter reflecting in the lighting of my lamp, "Yeah, ribs are a bitch to heal. It's like ya' can't even do shit about it, but they just linger," I don't like that he's speaking from experience, my ears drooping a little. His ribs and my ribs both have been broken by the same source... I want Valentino to be dealt with. I don't even care if I sound mean or bad... I hate him. "But," he quickly diverts the conversation, "Charlie wanted me ta' give ya' this get-well card! She spent hours on it, so ya' better bet it's covered in so much glitter you'll choke."

As he brandishes the card, sure enough, a few stray bits fly off and onto the carpet, but my smile is blinding, "Oh my gosh... please tell her ai said thank you!" He hands it over and I open it up, revealing everyone's signatures... even Alastor's. How sweet, I love this!

"Course I'll tell her, and I got ya' somethin' too. I know Smiles likes to give ya; a ton of sweets, so I made sure ta' get ya' some savory snacks," he holds up a simple grocery bag, but I can see various chips, crackers and even trail mix inside, my eyes lighting up.

"Oh, those all look delicious, thank you... I really do like more than just sweets, though I'll never turn down a pastry."

Husk steps up, averting his eyes as he speaks, voice low, "Uh... I me and Niffty, we helped you out," my ears perk up at his words, my curiosity piqued, "in the garden, you know. It was all torn up and fucked... so we cleaned up all the plant matter and broken shit. Now it should be good to go when you're ready to grow shit again... and we managed to salvage a lot of the decorations too."