Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160722105819/@comment-25924729-20160912082341

"Sure thing, i'll try, but i'm afraid i haven't been the most social kid either... been stuck in hospitals like this most of my life." Jett explained, gesturing at their bleak surroundings, while making a mental note to ask her mom for a TV or game console later...

"Thanks, but i can do this myself!" she insisted. Her pride would never Jett ask for help, especially for something as simple as getting out of bed. A mere 2 feet seperated her from her target anyway. The girl rolled over so that her body weight rested on her elbows, and slowly began crawling across her bed, dragging her immobile legs along.

When she reached the gap, Jett craned herself as far as possible, and hooked her arms on the opposite bed. Grunting with effort, Jett began wriggling forward, dragging first her shoulders, the her upper torso across... then she stopped.

In her current position, her head and elbows rested on one bed, her legs on the other, and her hips hanging mid air over the gap. Her arms flailed helplessly, unable to find traction to pull any further without falling off, while her legs were dead weight.

In short, she was stuck, but refused to admit it. Jett continued struggling, twisting and rolling to find her way across, but in vain. Several minutes of angry cursing, desperate struggles and tired grunts later, Jett faceplanted into a pillow, exhausted but still stuck.

"Fine... ugh! Could you... help me out a bit?" she asked Eridius in a muffled voice.