( turns out moving is more painful that laying on the ground and bleeding to death. and while she (barely) bites back a scream when eggsy shoves an arm under her shoulders and props her up, there's absolutely no way to surpress the pained half-scream-half-sob that rips itself from her chest when the two dark dressed medical evac men haul her up between the two of them.
though she'd been inspired by eggsy's determination to keep her alive, her own attempts to keep pressure on her wound is pathetic. what little blood she has left in her body starts flowing freely from her wound until one of the men rips open a sterile package and presses something high tech and hot — burning, really — to her side. the cauterization takes care of the immediate thread of bleeding to death, but over the low wounded animal sounds (is she making those moans?) there's talk of internal damage. then she's being carried to the helicopter that never completely touched down. it's just hovering in order to make a clean get away; oh right, they're still in hostile territory.
but she's being carried. her vision's swimming and eyes threaten to roll back in her head. but roxy can see eggsy when her head lolls back. and thirty five hours later when she wakes in the medical bay beneath uk hq with bandages, an iv, and strong ekg readings, roxy remembers feeling something akin to panic as they'd been separated before she passed out.
and even if that was unfounded — the rescue medic not carrying her had doubled back for galahad — no one (not the nurses, not merlin, not her poodle who is miraculously at her bedside the second time she wakes up) judge her for crying a little.
then she's sent home and almost immediately texts him. )
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though she'd been inspired by eggsy's determination to keep her alive, her own attempts to keep pressure on her wound is pathetic. what little blood she has left in her body starts flowing freely from her wound until one of the men rips open a sterile package and presses something high tech and hot — burning, really — to her side. the cauterization takes care of the immediate thread of bleeding to death, but over the low wounded animal sounds (is she making those moans?) there's talk of internal damage. then she's being carried to the helicopter that never completely touched down. it's just hovering in order to make a clean get away; oh right, they're still in hostile territory.
but she's being carried. her vision's swimming and eyes threaten to roll back in her head. but roxy can see eggsy when her head lolls back. and thirty five hours later when she wakes in the medical bay beneath uk hq with bandages, an iv, and strong ekg readings, roxy remembers feeling something akin to panic as they'd been separated before she passed out.
and even if that was unfounded — the rescue medic not carrying her had doubled back for galahad — no one (not the nurses, not merlin, not her poodle who is miraculously at her bedside the second time she wakes up) judge her for crying a little.
then she's sent home and almost immediately texts him. )