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

Christa | Attack on Titan

[yoursecret]

5, 3, 2... for a given value of work.

[curtailment]

[ his head hurts like a bitch from the impact, and things are still looking weirdly blurry. they've at least finished the expedition without major incident, so he doesn't think much of taking a second to stand still and wait for his vision to clear.

...it's not clearing. he frowns, reaches for his horse's reins, and misses by a good three inches. ]

[yoursecret]

[ she didn't know much about corporal Levi, though his reputation obviously preceded him. but somehow she ended up fighting alongside him, even as a new scouting legion recruit... maybe they were that short on troops. but it was an honor, she wasn't going to complain.

she was going to panic slightly when she sees him nearly fall off his horse. what was--he wasn't injured from the battle, was he? someone would have noticed!

looks like that someone was her. ]

C-corporal, sir? Are you all right?

[curtailment]

[ he scowls sharply at the horse, then turns to her. ]

I'm not dead, am I? [ it takes him a second to place her — one of the new scouts. levi grabs for the reins again, this time successfully. ] Don't answer that.

We're heading back. Get on your horse.

[yoursecret]

[ she was just a new recruit, she really should just listen to orders and stay in her place.

but she couldn't help being concerned. and it would probably cost her, but she can't help asking before she could help herself. ]

... Permission to speak freely? Sir, I'm not sure if you should be trying to ride by yourself.

[curtailment]

I'm fine. [ he sounds curt, but not angry, for what that's worth. as far as he's concerned, so long as he can make it back without running into any more titans, it'll be a good day.

...his head is still spinning, though, and he sighs, loudly, like he can't believe that he's saying what he's saying. ] What do you know about head injuries?

[yoursecret]

Not much, other than what we've been taught in training. Have you been hit?

[ the thought of the corporal getting wounded was almost unbelievable, but... they were all only human. fighting titans. and it'll be a while until they could get back to a proper medic.

time to think fast. ]

[curtailment]

Got clipped by a deviant. [ and then hit a tree, but what's important is — ] Which is now rotting in the dirt like the piece of shit it is.

It'll probably pass. [ it didn't seem that bad at the time, at least... ]

[yoursecret]

[ ha... he's definitely scary. more so than titans. she has to try to summon some courage to make a suggestion, this was probably beyond her rank but everyone else was back at base camp. ]

It would be dangerous to ride with a head injury by yourself. If you'll allow me to, I'll help!

[curtailment]

[ he looks at her — or roughly in her direction, anyway. ] What.

You just said you don't know anything about head injuries. What're you gonna do about it?

[yoursecret]

[ corporal she's over here... nudging her own horse closer, almost wondering if she should help him with the reins. but maybe that would be going too far. ]

I apologize, I can't treat it. Not as well as the medics would when we get back. But I could try to make sure you won't injure yourself further.

[curtailment]

[ he's trying, and it's the thought that counts. and the concussion. ]

How? [ if he sounds grudging, he doesn't mean to, it's just his face. and his voice. and his entire being. but really, he's just paranoid and needs to know everything before it happens to him. ]

[yoursecret]

You could ride with me. The horses don't normally take two, but they like me. We'll do our best to reach camp together.

... If that's all right with you, sir.

[curtailment]

[ he makes a face like he's going to refuse, but if he's being honest with himself, it really is more danger than it's worth. ]

And how do you suggest we sit?

[ putting all the responsibility for any awkwardness on her. yep. ]

[yoursecret]

Well, I would have to be the one guiding the horse. But I could do it from the front or behind you...

[ wow THIS IS... SO AWKWARD now that she actually thinks about it. and they're both short, either would work. maaybe going to leave decision up to the boss though. ]

[curtailment]

The front would be more efficient.

[ less distance to reach the reins. besides, even if he's short, he's still taller than she is..! just barely. ]

Fine. Let's go. [ unsteadily dismounting. he's really annoyed that he has to be an inconvenience, not even worried about the injury. ]

[yoursecret]

If you say so. Please let me know if you need help mount... getting up here!

[ quickly reaching to take the reins for Levi's horse so she could lead his side-by-side with hers. and wondering if she should offer a hand up or if he'd be offended... ]

[curtailment]

[ nice slip of the tongue. at least, the corporal doesn't notice, and he pulls himself up behind her in the saddle. it's not very comfortable, but it'll do. ]

Okay. [ deep breath, while he tries to focus his gaze on a certain point and succeeds, mostly.

...now he has to figure out where to put his hands. oh god. why. he'll just... move his legs so they aren't bumping into her 3DMG and put his hands near there. good enough, right? ]

Go. Before I change my mind and walk.

[yoursecret]

[ trade-off between trying to tell him to hold on more securely or risk being cut... no, he wouldn't do that. but still scary, she feels like she's at risk for a head injury herself. or worse, demotion.

okay, taking the risk. ]

Have you ridden with another person before? If you put your arms around my waist, we could ride faster. And we don't want you to slip off, sir.

[curtailment]

[ there's a pause from behind her, while he weighs the pros and cons, and practicality wins out over dignity. ]

Of course not. [ it's kind of weird talking to the back of someone's head, especially as he's now setting his arms around her waist as instructed. ] Better?

[ his dry tone is exaggerated, mostly to defend his own discomfort. ]

[yoursecret]

A little. Please let me know if the speed's too much, sir.

[ gently patting both horses on the neck like a disney princess before nudging hers into a brisk trot. camp's a while away, but going faster might make the headache worse. going slower might make him grumpy, though... win some and lose some. ]

[curtailment]

[ levi doesn't respond, just descends into a sort of furious silence, if a silence can be called that. he's angry at himself for getting hurt, in such a way that he won't be nearly as effective if they run into trouble.

and really, unfortunately for christa, he's always grumpy. for what it's worth, he doesn't complain or protest at anything as they move back towards the camp. by the time they're nearing the place, however, levi has gone from glowering determinedly at trees to staring rather vacantly into the distance. he really doesn't look so good. ]

[yoursecret]

[ wondering if she should've made small talk on the way, but... would that make things even more awkward than it already was. PROBABLY. she slows the pace as they approach, glances over her shoulder to check in, more optimistic already. ]

We're almost there, we'll get you treated soon!--Was the ride all right, sir?

[curtailment]

[ really, all small talk with levi is awkward because it almost inevitably involves unnecessary references to personal hygiene. ]

...fine.

[ he isn't quite sure what she just asked him, even as he answers. ] You don't need to be so... [ ugh, words. he stops there, trying to figure out what he wants to say, and then just gives up. thank god christa is so sweet/basically a goddess. ]

[yoursecret]

Be so... was my riding not up to par, sir?

[ whatever that was, it sounded like the start of criticism. and coming from the corporal while he's injured... trying to think fast and wondering what else she could've done.

ripped her clothes for bandages probably, will have to keep in mind for next time. ]