Post by Haze on Feb 5, 2022 3:29:43 GMT -5
(Note: This takes place right after the tag match)
(There was a feint cloud around everything in the span of Heather's eyes. Her gaze was glassy, with almost painful tears brimming at the corner of her eyes from the searing pain she felt down her spine. She could see that bitch Audrey smirking from the entrance ramp and mouthing off at her after cracking her spine with a steel chair a second ago, and before that the psycho Sanders proceeding to beat the holy hell out of her with the same steel chair. All in all it was a rough night as Heather stirred, groaning and holding her aching back as the EMT's rushed and slid into the ring where they began to perform their routine testing on her causing her hand instinctively to swat at them in a weak, exhausted motion..)
~EMT~
"Heather. Stop. Don't move. We need to get you checked."
(As they eased her to the side of the ring, leading her small frame out underneath the bottom rope, and helping her to her feet, she smacked the trainers away.)
~Heather Haze~
"Get your filthy hands off me! Don't touch me!"
(She'd be damned if Audrey or any of those other fuckers she'd be locked inside in that Chamber would see her needing help from the ramp. Audrey may have gotten a drop on her tonight, a small measure of revenge, but there was no way that she'd strip her of her pride, too. The EMTs of course flanked Heather as she hobbled a few steps, her hand gingerly resting on her back that felt like they were cracking and shattering with every single step that she took. Once she crossed the curtain, only then did Heather allow herself to collapse to her knees, desperately gasping for a breath.)
~EMT~
"Easy! Easy. Get her on the board."
(A few more medical staffs come with a orange board before securing a puffy neck brace around her neck. Heather pushed away, not allowing herself to be strapped to the board.)
~EMT~
"It's a precautionary measure. We need you to get you to the hospital."
~Heather Haze~
"N... no. No. I don't want that."
(She shook her head as best as the soft, 'marshmallow' brace would let her. Quickly finding herself annoyed by it and ripping at the velcro, tossing it to the floor. It was at this point that Alexis Makarios, the other half of the Vixxens and Heather's best friend had joined the EMTs, as she sat on her knees before the dazed Heather to try and talk some sense into her.)
~Alexis Makarios~ "Easy, girl. I'm here. It's gonna be okay." (Said the Aussie firecracker, a show of concern in her face as she held her friend's hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. Heather clutched at it while resting her free hand on her aching tailbone as her body trembled and shook with pain. A wince on her face and a wheeze escaping her caused her to look her way with a set of glassy, frightened eyes that were enough to rattle her to her core and put a chip in her heart.)
~Heather Haze~
"I think I'm dying, Lexy. Those assholes did me in. They paralyzed me. I'm done for."
(Alexis snorted, shaking her head in amusement.)
~Alexis Makarios~
"No..You're not paralyzed. That dipshit Sanders will get his. I'll make sure of it ... but you did have it coming with Audrey. She did warn you."
(Heather made a scowling face, letting out a groan.)
~Heather Haze~
"Why do you ALWAYS keep taking her side?"
~Alexis Makarios~
"Can we not do this right now? You're pretty banged up. We need to take you to the hospital. I'll go with you. We-"
~Heather Haze~
"No."
~Alexis Makarios~
"Heather...you need to listen."
~Heather Haze~
"No! just... help me get to the dressing room, OK!"
(Alexis glanced to the EMTs and sighed, as Heather reached an arm up and gently eased it around the neck of her tag team partner. Alexis took hold of her hand and allowed her to lean into her side, supporting her as Heather hobbled up on shaky legs and a woozy head. The EMTs shook their heads, following behind the two ladies as the show then was able to continue on.)
~Aftermath~
PWS APEX RIOT
February 1st 2022
(There was a feint cloud around everything in the span of Heather's eyes. Her gaze was glassy, with almost painful tears brimming at the corner of her eyes from the searing pain she felt down her spine. She could see that bitch Audrey smirking from the entrance ramp and mouthing off at her after cracking her spine with a steel chair a second ago, and before that the psycho Sanders proceeding to beat the holy hell out of her with the same steel chair. All in all it was a rough night as Heather stirred, groaning and holding her aching back as the EMT's rushed and slid into the ring where they began to perform their routine testing on her causing her hand instinctively to swat at them in a weak, exhausted motion..)
~EMT~
"Heather. Stop. Don't move. We need to get you checked."
(As they eased her to the side of the ring, leading her small frame out underneath the bottom rope, and helping her to her feet, she smacked the trainers away.)
~Heather Haze~
"Get your filthy hands off me! Don't touch me!"
(She'd be damned if Audrey or any of those other fuckers she'd be locked inside in that Chamber would see her needing help from the ramp. Audrey may have gotten a drop on her tonight, a small measure of revenge, but there was no way that she'd strip her of her pride, too. The EMTs of course flanked Heather as she hobbled a few steps, her hand gingerly resting on her back that felt like they were cracking and shattering with every single step that she took. Once she crossed the curtain, only then did Heather allow herself to collapse to her knees, desperately gasping for a breath.)
~EMT~
"Easy! Easy. Get her on the board."
(A few more medical staffs come with a orange board before securing a puffy neck brace around her neck. Heather pushed away, not allowing herself to be strapped to the board.)
~EMT~
"It's a precautionary measure. We need you to get you to the hospital."
~Heather Haze~
"N... no. No. I don't want that."
(She shook her head as best as the soft, 'marshmallow' brace would let her. Quickly finding herself annoyed by it and ripping at the velcro, tossing it to the floor. It was at this point that Alexis Makarios, the other half of the Vixxens and Heather's best friend had joined the EMTs, as she sat on her knees before the dazed Heather to try and talk some sense into her.)
~Alexis Makarios~ "Easy, girl. I'm here. It's gonna be okay." (Said the Aussie firecracker, a show of concern in her face as she held her friend's hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. Heather clutched at it while resting her free hand on her aching tailbone as her body trembled and shook with pain. A wince on her face and a wheeze escaping her caused her to look her way with a set of glassy, frightened eyes that were enough to rattle her to her core and put a chip in her heart.)
~Heather Haze~
"I think I'm dying, Lexy. Those assholes did me in. They paralyzed me. I'm done for."
(Alexis snorted, shaking her head in amusement.)
~Alexis Makarios~
"No..You're not paralyzed. That dipshit Sanders will get his. I'll make sure of it ... but you did have it coming with Audrey. She did warn you."
(Heather made a scowling face, letting out a groan.)
~Heather Haze~
"Why do you ALWAYS keep taking her side?"
~Alexis Makarios~
"Can we not do this right now? You're pretty banged up. We need to take you to the hospital. I'll go with you. We-"
~Heather Haze~
"No."
~Alexis Makarios~
"Heather...you need to listen."
~Heather Haze~
"No! just... help me get to the dressing room, OK!"
(Alexis glanced to the EMTs and sighed, as Heather reached an arm up and gently eased it around the neck of her tag team partner. Alexis took hold of her hand and allowed her to lean into her side, supporting her as Heather hobbled up on shaky legs and a woozy head. The EMTs shook their heads, following behind the two ladies as the show then was able to continue on.)