Stitched Limbs

Ch7: Jelly

6 hours later

Emmeline laid on the ground partially asleep, she was also half on her side and half on her chest. Small whimpers came from her as Tyn walked closer to her, he smiled at the look of her and sat down on his haunches to look at Emmeline. He reached a finger forward and tapped her shoulder a few times. There was a jelly like substance on it, well, it was covering the parts of her skin that was visible. She finally looked up at him, before she had only been looking forward and not anywhere in particular.

"Good evening Emmeline, how was your treatment?" Tyn asked.

Emmeline made something like a face of disgust and pain and moved in a manner that made her look like she was uncomfortable. "It was fucking hell...." Emmeline croaked out, her voice hoarse from the gasses effects.

Looks like she did just fine. Tyn waited until she was in a sitting position to talk next. "I bet it was. Would you like to get that stuff off of you?" He was meaning to what her body was covered in.

She looked down in confusion, then back up at him. "You're not going to make me go through something else, are you?" her back was against the wall, and he saw the twinges of pain on her face.

Tyn chuckles and smiles at her. "No, just a shower. I mean unless you want me to give you a sponge bath." That would be a delight on my part... Tyn thought darkly, smirking a little bit at her.

Emmeline gave Tyn a disgusted look and started to get up on her feet. "No Thank you. I can wash myself just fine."

Tyns' smirk faded and he stood up, offering her a hand. "Fine, fine. Just thought I'd offer."

Emmeline winced again as she took his hand and stood, gasping in a little bit of air and biting her lip. "Just take me to the showers damnit.... I feel like those people on those shows that get slime dumped on them when they win."

Tyn chuckles again and she pulls her hand out of his grip. "Will do." He turns around and starts to walk out of the chamber.

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The fresh air hitting my skin as we walked actually stinged, only a little bit. But it was still irritating as hell. I not only felt a little slimy from Doctor Tyns' attempt at flirting, but I felt slimy in the literal term. Whatever the gas had did expelled the chemical out of my body through my pores and spread over my skin. It wouldn't come off either, as it came out of all of my pores and I couldn't push it off with my slimy fingers. It smelled like burnt sweet potatoes and oranges and I'm pretty sure the smell wouldn't be easy to get rid of either.

I gave Tyn a glare as he walked slowly in front of me. Asshole... Whatever that gas was worked. Fucking hurt while it did though, I bet he enjoyed seeing me in pain. The fucking sadist. I think angrily, hoping my innerwords get to him. Apparently they do as he turns to look at me as we walk towards the entrance of the hall.

I glare at him harder. "What?" I snap.

He lets out a short laugh and turns back around. "Nothing, it's just that you look a little like an oompa loompa." Tyn says, holding back more laughter.

I look down at myself, the light had gotten brighter and I saw that I was a deep orange-red color. Even my clothes. "Ugh!" My head instantly whips up and I reach forward to smack Tyns' arm, getting some of the slime on him. "Asshole!"