Before PotC: RPG

Elizbeth clasped her hand and sqeezed it gently. A tear rolled down her cheek.
~Sure, sure.~

Regina's breathing steadied. She oponed her eyes and shivered. It was cold.

~Okay, this parts getting slow~
Elizabeth was pacing the room, Regina was in Liz's bed.

Regina's eyes opened. The foused on Elizabeth as she pacfed.

Elizabeth glanced at her, but she didn't notice Regina was awake.

Regina laughed. "Lizzie?" she asked. "You wearing a line into the floor." she joked.

"Reg!" Elizabeth gasped, rushing over too her. "Are you okay?"

Regina nodded. "Why am I in your room?" she asked.

"Becuase your's is ruined." Elizabeth reminded her.
~Or it was....maybe Im confused...~

Regina laughed but held her thaot. it hurt. "Yeah I remember." her voice was low and raspy.

Elizabeth handed her a glass of water. "The doctor said you musn't remove the bandage on your neck, or else your head will fall off." Lizzie said, monotonely(sp?).

Regina gave a faint sarastic laugh. "We wouldn't want that would we?" she said. "How's father?"

"Passed out on the couch last night, just afer one of your stitches popped, sending blood everywhere." Lizzie made a gagging face.

"Are you playing? Is he alright?" Regina asked worried. She didn't know if Lizzie was joking or not.

"He's fine, he should come around soon." Elizabeth said seriously.

Regina nodded. "How many stitches?" she asked.

"I think.... seven." Liz answered, sratching her chin.

~I have no idea how big that is😛~

Regina laughed at her sister.

Elizabeth smiled.

Regina sighed. "Did the dofctor say how long I was suppose to stay in bed?" she asked.