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"Upwards, right, got it..." Stormy meant to ask why that was necessary, but suddenly she felt woozy. Maybe she didn't do blood drawing any better as a hunter? But when the feeling began a purposeful circulation up her arm and through her body, it occurred to her--

Sweet dreams.

"You--" Her eyes widened as her head grew fuzzy, dulling the panic that was spreading through her just as fast as the anesthetic. Stormy tries to lift an arm to get the needle ripped out, but suddenly it was as if everything was too heavy to so much as twitch; she was a prisoner in her own body, one of her worst nightmares.

And it was from someone she had trusted.

Something slurred from her mouth as she futilely fought the medicine, managing to glare at Lex even as she sank into the chair. No no no no NO NO--

"Why...?" was all she could manage.

Something foul in Spanish began to leave her mouth, and her hand twitched as if to reach out to him--but everything was too heavy. Her vision grew hazier and darker, and even the initial panic and anger began to fade from her senses as a soft buzzing began to occupy her thoughts instead. Stormy's glare faded away as he head lolled against the back of the chair with a little sigh.

She was out cold.