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estivates ([personal profile] estivates) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-03-23 11:49 pm

→ minor injury

You or your meme partner has been hurt, but don't worry! This time around it's not that bad. You can still limp your way out of this mess.

1. Sprain/strain. How did you screw up walking?
2. Broken bones. Simple fractures still hurt.
3. Cuts. Hopefully one of you has a sewing kit.
4. Burns. Location, location, location. Let's pray this one isn't on your ass.
5. Concussion. No, they're most likely not holding up fifteen fingers.
6. Other. I'm not a doctor.

1. Stupidity. You did this to yourself.
2. Accident. Is an unintentional attack still an attack?
3. Attack. Don't lie, you deserved it.
4. Other. It's probably still your own fault.

1. Home. Did you remember to invest in a first aid kit?
2. School/Work. This should be excellent for getting you out of doing stuff!
3. Outdoors. Predators like the smell of blood. Clean up asap.
4. In the water. Hopefully there aren't any sharks!
5. Other. Like a hospital. That'd be handy.
desecrated: (bloodied)

Sherlock Holmes || Sherlock BBC || probably not injured at home

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-23 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[[ooc: might not be as minor as he makes it seem.]]
theonewhocounted: (working)

Not sure if u were thinking AU or not. Hope this is ok.

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-23 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She's never sure when she comes home to her flat whether he'll be there or not. He's in and out, gone for days at a time, coming back tired and looking worse for wear usually, but alive. He doesn't talk much about what he's been up to or what country he's been in, but she knows he's trying to to track them all down; anyone who worked for Moriarty. If she could help him, she would. She has to keep on like normal though. Can't let on that anyone's staying with her, can't tell John and Mrs. Hudson what she wishes she could. Instead she avoids them, which isn't hard. Without Sherlock around to bring them all together over some case or another, they've all but become strangers.

Tonight she comes home late and tired. A multiple-car pile up made for a long and trying day.
desecrated: (bloody face)

somewhat AU, I suppose? And it's fine!

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-23 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
This time someone used him of course. Just as he'd been trying to use them. He couldn't tell the police of course, couldn't tell anyone.

At this point he's been gone four days.
He's grateful Molly isn't home, but - he's barely bothered to clean himself up - he's in the process of trying to eat what ramen she might have. Mainly sipping the broth

Going to hospital involves a police report, but he doesn't need them to tell him he has two broken ribs and a concussion.
He just needs to stay awake. He thinks a bath or a shower might put him to sleep.
At least he's changed clothes and put the filthy vest and pants in the bin.
theonewhocounted: (upset)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-23 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a light on under the door to her flat so she knows he's back before she opens the door. Either that or someone's found out his secret hideout and she's in trouble. She hopes for the former as she enters, smelling the soup he made and feeling better that it's Sherlock she'll find.

"Hello!" she calls out as she walks down the hallway toward her kitchen and living room. "Hey Sher.."

She sees him then and he looks awful, more than even usual. There's fresh cuts on his face and one on his forehead that appears to start higher into his hairline and he's hunched over in the chair.

"Jesus, what've they done to you?" she says as she unceremoniously deposits her work bag on the floor so she can go get a better look at him. This isn't the first time he's come back with injuries, but it might be the worst.
desecrated: (look up in defiance)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-23 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He looks up a bit, wincing. "Molly," he grits his teeth. "Worse than it looks. Head injury and all." He winces again, trying to stand up. "I can't go to hospital, Molly..."

Even if it looks like he should.
"I'll shower. Then it won't look - you're home early - despite four... yes. Four. Collisions."
The sudden cut-off. It won't look so bad.

He has to use the table to help himself up.
Edited (forgot a word, clarifying! sorry!) 2014-03-23 23:46 (UTC)
theonewhocounted: (upset)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
She's not buying it.

"Sherlock, sit," she says, getting closer to him so he'll sit back down. She knows he can't go to hospital and although she's no medical doctor, she's taken enough anatomy and biology to be some use in the situation. "Please."
desecrated: (what next)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
He winces and sits. "It's just my head and ribs, Molly, it's worse than it looks, really." But he needs someone to care about his injuries.

Lilah had been fretful and worried. "I was just -" he gestures to the kitchen. "Hungry, that's all."
He's still suffering from low blood sugar.

Obviously took a beating. "It wasn't about... all this. Moriarty."
theonewhocounted: (working)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Even if it looks worse than it is, you still need medical attention," she says as she starts to assess his injuries, tilting his head back a bit to look at the head injury.

"It's okay. You should eat. Once I fix you up, I'll make you something more substantial.

If it wasn't about Moriarty, then what happened?"
Edited 2014-03-24 02:07 (UTC)
desecrated: (what next)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
He winces at a cut when she touches it. Hurts.
"Someone saved my life. Once. Got me out of a situation. Owed them a favour. Seemed small at the time."

Of course he'd taken her to the other safehouse.
Not safe for long, but - it wasn't Molly's apartment.
theonewhocounted: (Default)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," she says and then sighs a bit because he's out there being reckless and she can't even get John to talk some sense into him because John thinks he's dead. "I'm going to go grab the first aid kit. Don't move."
desecrated: (look down)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
He rolls his eyes but nods, trying to hide another wince because his head throbs and his eyes hurt.
Mostly it's head, constantly throbbing with his heartbeat, affecting his hearing and eyesight just a touch enough to be annoying.

So he won't move from his seat. Not really.
She can see to his face, he'd rather to see to himself and his ribs.
theonewhocounted: (working)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
She heads to the bathroom and comes back some minutes later with a wet washcloth, a first aid kit, and a bottle of over-the-counter pain meds. The exhaustion from earlier is pushed aside as she focuses on the task at hand. It's maybe a welcome distraction from all the death she saw today. If anything, it's not just her and her quiet apartment.

"Have you taken anything?" she asks him first as she goes to the sink and fills a glass with water. Whether he uses it to take the pills or not, he still needs to be drinking water to help with the effects of the blood loss.
desecrated: (look up in defiance)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just the broth so far." And that took more effort than he wants to admit to her.
He thinks it's the concussion.

He regards her a bit.
"I haven't been home that long, Molly."
theonewhocounted: (serious)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods before she opens the bottle and drops some of the pills into her hand before handing them over to him.

"Take these then," she said, nudging the glass of water toward him.
desecrated: (bloodied)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
He takes the glass of water, swallowing the pills first before drinking the whole glass, wincing halfway through to sips.
His ribs hurt. He wants John to see to him, but John isn't here.

One finger is crooked a little, but he's fine.
He's not going to complain, it's just the cuts on his face that he wants Molly to see to.
theonewhocounted: (working)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She looks at him sympathetically as he drinks the water down. She hates seeing people in any sort of pain, especially people she cares about. And she knows he'd probably prefer John in all this. John was an actual doctor after all. But he's stuck with her.

Once he puts the glass down she re-focuses on cleaning him up. Tilting his head back again, she takes the wash cloth and begins cleaning the blood from his cuts.

"Sorry if I hurt you," she says. The blood has dried in some areas, making it a little harder to clean, but soon his face is looking a tad better, although there's swelling that's getting worse by the minute and the laceration on his head is still bleeding.

"You probably need stitches," she says as she rifles through her until now barely-touched first aid kit. "I only have experience stitching up dead people, but I'm afraid it's me or butterfly stitches. Your choice."
desecrated: (what next)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll do it," he says. "Bathroom. Mirror."
He really shouldn't, the black eye is a bit prominent and his vision doesn't look quite right and he's not - really touching the kit with the accuracy someone who is about to make stitches should have.

But he's also Sherlock, and if it's not John he'll do it himself.
"I can see now at least." He's lying, he should be saying it's a little better.
theonewhocounted: (Default)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, Sherlock," she says. "Don't be ridiculous. You can barely see out of one of your eyes. I can do this. Trust me."

He says he trust her. He's trusted her this far. She's not done this on anyone living before, but it can't be that different. And she assumes she's done a fair many more stitches than he has, even if they were on cadavers.
desecrated: (bloody face)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He grits his teeth like he's going to protest again.
He doesn't though.

His head feels like there's something sharp in it, even though there isn't.
"Fine, just - be quick about it."

He hates admitting he's weak.
theonewhocounted: (working)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will. Very," she says as she opens up the suturing kit and lets autopilot take over. She's done this enough that the only thing she's nervous about is making it look better than she normally has to worry about. That and the fact that her patient can make noise and squirm. "Promise."

Luckily there's some numbing antiseptic spray in with the kit and she applies that before she sets her jaw and goes to work quickly.

"Sorry I'm not John," she speaks as she stitches him up. There's no accusation or animosity in her voice. She is sorry. "I know you'd prefer he was here doing this."

Or here at all.
desecrated: (look up in defiance)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He just blinks, trying not to move. "It's fine." She's not his weakness then, which is better. The numbing spray doesn't feel particularly good, but the pain isn't quite so sharp now. He's tempted to let himself nod off.

Can't though. With the concussion. He's glad she doesn't ask too much. John would probably want to know. "You're doing fine."
theonewhocounted: (serious)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods and it isn't long before she's finishing up. Once she cuts the thread, she goes about cleaning up the wound again and then bandaging it. It's hard because it's so close to his hair line, but she manages not to get the tape stuck in his unruly curls.

"You need to tell me where else you're hurt," she says while she does this. From his movements and wincing she knows it's not just his head. "And don't say you're not."
desecrated: (don't look them in the eye)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ribs," he winces. "Probably two." He doesn't tell her about his hand, that's easier to hide and he can do that himself.

"I'll-I'll see to it, I'll just need strips of gauze."
He doesn't want... any more exposure than he's already been through. Vulnerable and weak.

Passed out and fitful sleeping... not something he wishes to repeat.
The pain medication is kicking in and he's feeling a little better. Still concussed, should probably keep an eye on him, Molly.
theonewhocounted: (serious)

[personal profile] theonewhocounted 2014-03-24 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She guessed it was ribs the way he was moving. Or trying not to move she should say.

"Unfortunately there's not much to be done about ribs, but you need to let me take a look at them to make sure they're not just cracked," she says. He's not going to get far from her watchful eye right now. "And then we'll get some ice on them."

She's not asking, because it's not a question.
desecrated: (bruised cheek)

[personal profile] desecrated 2014-03-24 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He grits his teeth. "Just cracked, Molly." He has had broken ribs before. "Binding them up might help, you know." He still doesn't move to take off the clean vest. Clearly he'd changed too.

Or maybe that's not so obvious with the head wound.
There's still a few cuts on his face but they aren't bleeding as badly.

Might need to lay low for a couple of days.

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