the MINOR INJURY meme

[surething]

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.

INJURIES.
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.

HOW'D IT HAPPEN.
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.

WHERE'D IT HAPPEN.
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.

Comments

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | OTA

[teenyoda]

1/2/3?

[nukeoleptic]

It really wasn't Stiles's fault that Jade wasn't paying one hundred percent attention to obstacles in her way as she went hurtling down the sidewalk on her bicycle. It wasn't his fault that she barely knew how to ride the thing, he couldn't be blamed when she floundered and nearly forgot how to brake, and there was probably very little he could do about the fact that she has literally just crashed herself and the bike hard into him.

She yelps in surprise right as she flies around the corner and sees him, flounders for purchase when she's thrown from the bike, and scrambles to her feet fast with her heart beating hard in her ears.

"Oh my god Stiles please don't be dead!"

[teenyoda]

Dead? No, universe would never be so kind as to end it quickly for him. He figured whoever was up there watching had a plan of slow and multiple tortures to make his life a living hell. Maybe because it was bored and he was the only channel on, he didn't know, but he wished he could tell them to lighten up.

Wait, were those actual birdies circling around his head? No, no. Just some small little flying thing that zipped off as he blinked dazedly up at the sky.

"Mommy? Is that you?"

Okay, so maybe he was a little disoriented. Shut up, he had a reason.

[nukeoleptic]

Jade groaned and pressed her hand briefly against her face, mortified. Well, at least he wasn't spewing blood - that was a plus, right? Right?

"Nooo. No, um, it's me - Jade."

She just crouched next to him then, trying to inspect him for serious injury.

"Does anything feel broken?? Can you wiggle your toes??"

[teenyoda]

"Oh." Was there a slight dip in his tone towards disappointment that it wasn't his mom? Maybe. But he was hoping she wouldn't hear it.

He lay there for a second before he started to take an assessment of himself. It didn't take long before he felt the throbbing in the knee she'd run into, face contorting in a wince when he tried to bend it.

"Toes, yes. Knee, no. Very no. On a scale of one to no, we'll go with no."

[nukeoleptic]

She heard it, but - luckily for him - assumed it had to do more with the fact that she'd just crashed into him and less to do with the fact that she wasn't his mother.

"Oh, no. Um -"

Jade inhaled, held her breath.

"Here, we can get you off the ground and, um, sitting somewhere, and I can go try to find a healer?"

[teenyoda]

"Is there a ditch anywhere around I can crawl into?" Because this was his life. Being run into by girls with dog ears who felt him up with plants and then decided that he'd make a better speed bump than a person.

Thanks, universe.

[nukeoleptic]

"Yes, but I'm not letting you in a ditch. Come on, get up."

Seriously, Stiles: you have no luck at all. Jade was left frowning mildly to herself as she crouched down next to him, attempting to help him to his feet.

[teenyoda]

He could do it, Jade. All by himself, even.

...

Okay, maybe not all by himself. He didn't want to look down at his leg because oh my god, that hurt. "Do they have pills here? Advil? Tylenol? Morphine?"

Why would you do this to him, Jade? Why? He thought you guys were friends.

[nukeoleptic]

"Yes! Yes they do, and I have plenty at home, and - Sigyn is the house of healers, okay? I'll find, um, Namine or someone, she'll be able to fix you right up."

She couldn't even tell him to stop whining, not when this was all her fault. =(

"Lean on me and we'll find a place for you to sit down."

[teenyoda]

Yeah, Jade. All your fault. Why you gotta treat a Stiles like that?

He's trying not to lean on her, but he's doing a piss poor job of it, letting some of his weight drape over her shoulder as he limps over to where she's leading him.

"Is it somewhere without bikes?" Was that a subtle dig? >> Maybe.

[nukeoleptic]

She's a tough girl, and Stiles isn't exactly a sumo wrestler. Jade takes the weight over her shoulders in stride.

And without missing a beat, she answers: "After this, I'm going to do my best to outlaw bikes in Asgard, period. I knew I was a danger to myself, I just didn't think I was one to others, too!"

[teenyoda]

Stiles could get carried away by a breeze. Or a strong fart. It's up for debate. He's sure she can handle it.

"Why didn't you hit the brakes? Or, you know, stay in the bike lane? Is there a bike lane? Do they wear little shorts when they ride in it?" Yeah, maybe he could add a little bump on the head to his list of injuries.

[nukeoleptic]

"I panicked! I didn't expect you to be there. Look, Isaac taught me how to get on it, but the lessons kind of stopped after that point.."

She's trying to slide him, carefully, onto a stone bench.

[teenyoda]

"Isaac taught you-- Wait, like, Isaac Isaac? The Isaac I know? You're taking bike lessons from him that aren't actually lessons and then getting on a bike?" Just one more thing for him to get annoyed at Isaac over. Thanks, Jade. Ammo was good.

[nukeoleptic]

"Isaac, um, Lahey? I think that's his name! I didn't know you knew him."

Don't mind her while she fusses over your knee, Stiles. She's just trying to suss out the level of damage here.

"I was paying him for bike lessons. I needed to learn how to ride one!"

[teenyoda]

"Yeah, that'd be the one." No surprise that he'd bailed on his responsibilities. He'd be paying Isaac back for this, even it if it was only in glares.

"So why didn't he finish them?" His knee hurt, Jade. Watch your fingers. There was already swelling at the side and a dark shadow blooming under the skin. He'd have a hell of a bruise and it didn't look like he'd be skipping any time soon.

[nukeoleptic]

She's careful with her fingers, but still pretty visibly concerned.

"I dunno. I just don't think he likes me very much? Which is valid."

[teenyoda]

"Join the club. Isaac has a 'hate everyone in the world' policy." He couldn't see why Isaac would hate Jade. She'd only ever been nice to him. Even when he'd been sick. That had suuuuuuuuuuuuucked.

She'd brought him soup. Funny that she seemed to always be there when he was messed up in one way or another. It was kind of like having a big sister, he guessed. Not that he'd know what that was like.

[nukeoleptic]

Jade is a whopping sixteen, but despite the silly emoticons and her sometimes ridiculous energy, she acts sometimes like she thinks she's older. She's the oldest person left alive from her world, at least.

"I think he's just homesick. I know a lot of people like that.. I don't take it personally."

She prods very gently at his knee, trying to figure out if it's broken.

[teenyoda]

"Hey, I'm homesick too, but I'm not a giant dick about it." Except when he was. Like his fights with Derek and Isaac. Shh. Don't make him think about those.

He winces at the prod, flinching away from her. "Ow! What are you doing? Poking for fun?"

[nukeoleptic]

"I think some people are just naturally bigger jerks than other people. Can't fight nature, Stiles."

But she shoots him an apologetic wince when he nods, chasing his leg down with her hands again.

"I'm trying to see if it's broken!"

[teenyoda]

"Sure you can. You just might not win."

He's trying, and failing, to turn so that she can't get his leg. Jade... why you gotta hurt him more?

"It's not broken." He hoped.

[nukeoleptic]

"Quit squirming! You're just going to make it worse."

She sets her hands around his ankle, shooting a frown his way.

"Just.. hold your breath and think of England or something."

[teenyoda]

"It's already worse."

He gives her a stubborn look back, one that's been perfected over the years. "I'm not British."