Ryoko floated over the road slowly, chewing on a bit of food she had
pirated from Tenchi's pantry. She had a small sack slung over her back,
containing everything she really owned. Thus, even the size it was, the
sack was not very full at all. *that's it then.* she frowned *that's the
last time. ever* She had woken up today, and looked back at her life. She
looked back and she saw... nothing. Nothing of importance. She was a
murderer. A pirate, a troublemaker. *Horrid weak pathetic little fool I am*
She never had love, and certainly never had real acceptance. Even her
mother had thrown her out like a piece of useless garbage. *Washu. You
tried, I'll give you that. But not too hard, mother.*
She was so absorbed in her own thoughts she didn't even see the car. At least not until she noticed she had inadvertently wandered into the road, and the screeching brakes were inches behind her. *how annoying* she thought, reality not quite registering on her. She turned to face the threat, and just then realized that it was moving about seventy miles an hour. Still. The car hit her with more impact than she was ready for, and she was thrown to the ground with a sickening crack. She felt the back of her skull split, and the healing only could do enough to save her from instant death, not the trauma. For when she went unconscious, it would cease to work. *that's it then* she thought to herself, with a short gurgle of a laugh *that's it* *enough damage to put me in a coma* she smiled ruefully.
It was the last thing she thought before the lights went out, and her body succumbed to the pain and laceration.
She was so absorbed in her own thoughts she didn't even see the car. At least not until she noticed she had inadvertently wandered into the road, and the screeching brakes were inches behind her. *how annoying* she thought, reality not quite registering on her. She turned to face the threat, and just then realized that it was moving about seventy miles an hour. Still. The car hit her with more impact than she was ready for, and she was thrown to the ground with a sickening crack. She felt the back of her skull split, and the healing only could do enough to save her from instant death, not the trauma. For when she went unconscious, it would cease to work. *that's it then* she thought to herself, with a short gurgle of a laugh *that's it* *enough damage to put me in a coma* she smiled ruefully.
It was the last thing she thought before the lights went out, and her body succumbed to the pain and laceration.
