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log | on-going | closed
When; january 15th; grab bag curse (souvenirs you never lose)
Rating; PG-13
Characters;![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
neverplays, and anyone who saw to her here.
Summary; More than your old childhood scraped knee.
Log;
[ To put it most succinctly, Mindy Macready had been a mess. The diagnosis was easy, the treatment ultimately useless, and the whole thing a fiasco with a fixed end date. It was a matter of constant clean-up, with enough bandages changed and refitted to package a mummy, and enough tedious, monotonous work to drive any nurse crazy. But in an instant, at the stroke of twelve, the bruised, scratchmarked skin, patterned with a hundred different crosshatches, is exchanged for a new set of flesh: mostly unblemished, besides the light dusting of scars here and there, wounds deep enough to have left an indelible mark.
Her eyes flutter open, lips parting, closing, expression showcasing uncertainty toward her whereabouts. ]
[ ooc: I posted a passage to start us off, but if you'd prefer see Mindy while she's bandaged up, mid-curse, that's all right with me. Start the log at whichever point in time. ]
Rating; PG-13
Characters;
neverplays, and anyone who saw to her here.Summary; More than your old childhood scraped knee.
Log;
[ To put it most succinctly, Mindy Macready had been a mess. The diagnosis was easy, the treatment ultimately useless, and the whole thing a fiasco with a fixed end date. It was a matter of constant clean-up, with enough bandages changed and refitted to package a mummy, and enough tedious, monotonous work to drive any nurse crazy. But in an instant, at the stroke of twelve, the bruised, scratchmarked skin, patterned with a hundred different crosshatches, is exchanged for a new set of flesh: mostly unblemished, besides the light dusting of scars here and there, wounds deep enough to have left an indelible mark.
Her eyes flutter open, lips parting, closing, expression showcasing uncertainty toward her whereabouts. ]
[ ooc: I posted a passage to start us off, but if you'd prefer see Mindy while she's bandaged up, mid-curse, that's all right with me. Start the log at whichever point in time. ]