(Gotta stay awake, gotta stay...awake,) Daisy told herself. Her eyelids felt terribly heavy. Every blink seemed to take a little longer. Ami was chattering at her, trying to engage her attention. That was good. Daisy tried to focus on Ami's voice, but it kept fading in and out.
Daisy looked blearily around the room. The console in front of her had numerous drawers. There was a metal cabinet standing in the corner of the room. A first aid kit hung on the wall. Two guards lying on the floor.
And a guard standing in the middle of the room clutching his head and rocking back and forth chanting, "This isn't happening. This isn't happening! Oh God, this isn't happening!" Over and over again.
"Hey," Daisy said. Her voice was softer than she'd intended. No reaction. "Hey!" she shouted as loudly as she could, which wasn't very.
His head whipped around and he stared at Daisy. "You--you can see me?"
(Of course I can see you, you idiot,) Daisy thought. But it was too much effort to say all that, so she just said, "yes."
"Am--am I dead?" he asked. "I'm dead, aren't I?"
Before he could wind himself up again, Daisy shook her head. "No...not dead. I can...save you. But I--" she took a deep breath and tried to shake off the drug's effects a little longer. She plucked out the dart that was still protruding from her stomach and dropped it to the floor.
"Anti...antidote?"
The guard reached for the back of his belt, then hesitated. His eyes strayed to the form--his form--lying on the floor. "On his--my--belt. The autoinjector. There."
Daisy turned to look. She leaned toward him and tumbled out of the chair, falling next to the comatose body of the guard. She groped for the object, which resembled nothing so much as a fat Magic Marker.
"What is it?" Ami asked. She sounded suspicious--and who could blame her?
"It--it's a Narcan autoinjector. It--it..." the guard struggled for words for a moment. "Neutralizes! It neutralizes narcotics--like the sedative in the darts."
Daisy looked at it, then at the guard. She closed her eyes, just for a moment. Ami asked the question for her. "How do you use it?"
The guard's voice came to her from a great distance. "J-just take the cap off and press it against your leg for a few seconds. It's spring-loaded."
Daisy thought about doing that. It seemed like a hell of a lot of work. Maybe in a second.... She jerked awake with Ami leaning over her, yelling at the top of her lungs, telling her to stay awake.
Daisy looked at the gadget in her hand. She wasn't eager to try it, but it was now or never. She pried the gray cap off, drew a shaky breath and jabbed it against her thigh. She felt the needle punch into her leg. The drug felt cold. Daisy held the injector in place as long as she could, but the darkness rose up and engulfed her again....
OOC: Narcan takes about two minutes to have an effect, but for the moment Ami is on her own.
[Daisy] Hey, If It Works.... (tag Ami)
Daisy looked blearily around the room. The console in front of her had numerous drawers. There was a metal cabinet standing in the corner of the room. A first aid kit hung on the wall. Two guards lying on the floor.
And a guard standing in the middle of the room clutching his head and rocking back and forth chanting, "This isn't happening. This isn't happening! Oh God, this isn't happening!" Over and over again.
"Hey," Daisy said. Her voice was softer than she'd intended. No reaction. "Hey!" she shouted as loudly as she could, which wasn't very.
His head whipped around and he stared at Daisy. "You--you can see me?"
(Of course I can see you, you idiot,) Daisy thought. But it was too much effort to say all that, so she just said, "yes."
"Am--am I dead?" he asked. "I'm dead, aren't I?"
Before he could wind himself up again, Daisy shook her head. "No...not dead. I can...save you. But I--" she took a deep breath and tried to shake off the drug's effects a little longer. She plucked out the dart that was still protruding from her stomach and dropped it to the floor.
"Anti...antidote?"
The guard reached for the back of his belt, then hesitated. His eyes strayed to the form--his form--lying on the floor. "On his--my--belt. The autoinjector. There."
Daisy turned to look. She leaned toward him and tumbled out of the chair, falling next to the comatose body of the guard. She groped for the object, which resembled nothing so much as a fat Magic Marker.
"What is it?" Ami asked. She sounded suspicious--and who could blame her?
"It--it's a Narcan autoinjector. It--it..." the guard struggled for words for a moment. "Neutralizes! It neutralizes narcotics--like the sedative in the darts."
Daisy looked at it, then at the guard. She closed her eyes, just for a moment. Ami asked the question for her. "How do you use it?"
The guard's voice came to her from a great distance. "J-just take the cap off and press it against your leg for a few seconds. It's spring-loaded."
Daisy thought about doing that. It seemed like a hell of a lot of work. Maybe in a second.... She jerked awake with Ami leaning over her, yelling at the top of her lungs, telling her to stay awake.
Daisy looked at the gadget in her hand. She wasn't eager to try it, but it was now or never. She pried the gray cap off, drew a shaky breath and jabbed it against her thigh. She felt the needle punch into her leg. The drug felt cold. Daisy held the injector in place as long as she could, but the darkness rose up and engulfed her again....
OOC: Narcan takes about two minutes to have an effect, but for the moment Ami is on her own.