Sound the alarm [OPEN]

Edrei fuck your ribbons and your pearls, I ain't just a pretty girl. Yes Edy was basically dead, but she was also determined as all fuck not to end up completely dead. Like Wessex. Tear-tracks stained Edy's cheeks, interrupted only by bloody smear-marks. The Launceleyn-girl's clothes were a dark maroon now, and even still blood continued to trickle out of her side despite the pressure she was trying to apply. The world was growing dim and hazy, but if it would just fucking quit spinning Edy was pretty sure she could make it. But it wasn't stopping, it was spinning faster, and fuck it would just be nice to lay down in the street. But Ronin needed to know about this. Maybe as a bounty hunter he wouldn't care about it, but even though he'd given up his title as captain, that blue-eyed fucker cared. That, and Edy was part of a family with a hierarchy, of which she wasn't at the top. Letting someone else make the decisions had been ingrained in her, and as she and Loren weren't currently on speaking terms, that basically made Ronin her go-to. Stumbling to the door, Edy heaved open the heavy wooden panels with her last ounce of strength and collapsed just inside.