[ . . . Shit. One hand lifts to his chest, curling into his shirt tightly, the other at his bandaged throat. He careens unsteadily, stumbling onto his knees. A trickle of blood runs down from his nose and he gasps when air finally fills his lungs again.
It's shallow- not quite steady or back to normal, but at least he can drag in air.]
-Shit
[His stress spikes, his panic at his inability to breathe a moment ago not quite having passed. Teeth gritting, he tries his best to inhale and then exhale steadily.]
Re: DISCUSSION
It's shallow- not quite steady or back to normal, but at least he can drag in air.]
-Shit
[His stress spikes, his panic at his inability to breathe a moment ago not quite having passed. Teeth gritting, he tries his best to inhale and then exhale steadily.]