Literature
[S-I] Search and Rescue Epilogue
TW: injuries/pain, medical Water. They were soaked through. Hands over them- strong, unyielding hands. They were shivering violently and then the pain bloomed all at once and they were out again. Kestrel had no idea what time it was when they opened their eyes again. There was a dim, flickering light that dug into the back of their skull like an ice pick. The pain made them inhale sharply, which reminded them of their lungs. Their coughing brought about a new noise- a frenzied *thunk-thunk-thunk* amidst the unmistakable patting of footsteps. "Oh No. You sit back down Mr High and Mighty," came a voice that got quickly closer until. Movement. Kestrel's eyes focused a bit more. Two figures opened the door- grey and brown blobs respectively. "You're awake!" Atlas exclaimed before looking back at Honey. "You're going to make your concussion worse. Just-" Honey glanced back over at Kestrel, "Let me go get a chair at least." She came back quickly, muttering something under her breath