→ minor injury

[estivates]

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

[draughted]

Do you have your pipe? [Just going to dig into this food now though.]

[littleshireling]

Of course! [Pippin smiles and pulls his pipe out of his inner pockets, handing it over to Merry.] It's a little dented, I'm afraid, but it's made it this far.

[draughted]

Would you pack it? [He really just wants to eat right now.]

[littleshireling]

[Pippin nods, smiling as he takes the pouch of pipeweed and starts to do so.] Anything for my best friend.

[draughted]

[It's the words that mean more, and he can't help the ache in his heart. He had been worried for Pippin, that it was a big world out there and it was the first time they had been separated. But if he was to be on his own, it was the best time to do so, to be with Gandolf on the frontlines of the war. Merry watches him with a proud smile.]

I'm glad to see you again, Pip. [That they made it out.]

[littleshireling]

[Pippin's smile fades slightly and he looks down, squeezing Merry's hand.]

I honestly didn't think we would make it this far. I thought I'd never see you again.

[draughted]

[He looks down at their hands, mood turning more serious.]

I thought the same.

[littleshireling]

[He lets out a sigh and leans in towards Merry a bit more.]

But we made it somehow.

[draughted]

[He slowly pats his friend's hand, a small and worn smile sliding over his face.]

Indeed we did. It's good to be here in the end with you.

[littleshireling]

Is it really all over, Merry? [Pippin looks to him hopefully.] I'd like to go home.

[draughted]

I think so, Pip. [He tries to smile reassuringly. He hopes there's at least a home to go back to.]

I'd like that to. My own bed and a nice pint, hmm. It'd suit me well enough.