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estivates ([personal profile] estivates) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-04-30 08:28 am

→ the minor injury meme

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.
omnitrixter: (Worried)


[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-04-30 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
((OOC: YAY! Okay!))

[That is a mighty fine concussion you're sporting there, Ben. Also, wandering off after a battle when your brains have been scrambled? Not the smartest thing you've ever done.]

[So he's wandering around, holding the side of his head where there's a nice bleeding gash there. He's got other cuts and bruises, too, but the worst of it is the head.]
formersurgeon: (listen)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-30 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Joan is just passing by when she sees the boy staggering around, the hand he's holding to his head covered in blood.]

Oh my god...

[She rushes to his side.]

Are you okay?
omnitrixter: (Worried)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-04-30 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Huh? [He looks over at the person who talked to her. Oh, wow, she's really pretty. Okay, she's older than him but still really pretty. Ow, his head hurts.]

[He tries waving her off.]

No, I'm good. I'm okay. I'm good. I'm okay.

[A little bit of a broken record there. Whoops.]
formersurgeon: (concerned)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-30 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[No, he really isn't okay, but she's not going to argue with him. She looks around, sees a bus stop bench, and gently takes his arm to lead him over to it.]

Here, let's sit down, okay?
omnitrixter: (You think so?)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-04-30 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
You're tired? 'Cause I'm good. But if you need to sit down, that's fine.
formersurgeon: (made a friend)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-04-30 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Come on.

[She pulls him down to the bench gently and touches his bloodied hand.]

Let me see.
omnitrixter: (You think so?)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-04-30 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sits down next to her, hand still over his gash. Instinct to try and keep it closed...]

No, it's probably gross.

You're really pretty though.

[...If only his brain-to-mouth filter wasn't working even worse than usual.]
formersurgeon: (oh yeah?)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-01 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[She raises her eyebrows at that, gives a short laugh. The kid must have really hit his head hard to think this was an appropriate time to flirt.]

It's okay. I can take gross things. I used to be a doctor.

[She touches his hand again gently.]

It's okay. Let me see.
omnitrixter: (Big Grin)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-01 12:28 am (UTC)(link) you're pretty and smart! [He gives a goofy grin.] So was my ex-girlfriend! Probably why she's my ex, huh?

[He lowers his hand so she can get a better look at his injury.]

It's probably gross. [Wait, didn't he just say that?]

[But, yeah, if you had to get clobbered in the head, do it like Ben Tennyson: Make it nice and deep with bits of debris mixed in there for good measure. Going halfway is for wimps.]
formersurgeon: (concerned)

Sorry! Things have been crazy

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-08 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[She smiles again at his flirting, but the smile fades when she sees the extent of the wound.]

Okay, we need to get you to a hospital.
omnitrixter: (Hey just chill out)

No problem! :D Real life comes first!

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-08 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The mention of a hospital makes Ben cringe, moving a hand up to try and cover his injury.]

No, it's fine. Really. It's fine.

[Going to a hospital means he has to explain how he got it, and that's something he's not sure he can lie his way through.]

I'm feeling a lot better! See?

[He goes to stand up, wobbling a bit as the Earth continues rotating beneath him.]
Edited (Words. What are they?) 2014-05-08 18:21 (UTC)
formersurgeon: (let her win)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-12 04:13 am (UTC)(link)

[She stands with him, holding onto his arm to steady him.]

This needs to be treated. Why don't you want to go to the hospital?
omnitrixter: (Big Grin)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-12 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Because I don't need to go. Because I'm fine. You're an awesome doctor.

[And there goes his left eye: twitching up a storm with each attempt at lying. Stupid tell.]
formersurgeon: (worried)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-12 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
You need to get this cleaned out and sewn up. This won't stop bleeding otherwise.
omnitrixter: (Worried)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-12 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
It'll stop. Eventually.

[Getting seriously nervous here.]

[And then blanking out for a moment.]

...What were we talking about?
formersurgeon: (muscle memory)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-12 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Crap. That's probably a concussion. She tightens her grip on his arm and starts leading him off.]

Come on, I'll take care of you. But I need supplies.
omnitrixter: (Hmm?)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-12 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[And following her lead. For now. He'll start wigging out when in view of the hospital though.]

Okay. Where are we going?
formersurgeon: (hand on hip)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-15 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
My house. I'll stitch you up if you'll tell me why you don't want to go to the ER.
omnitrixter: (Worried)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-15 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ben relaxes a bit.]

They'll wanna know what happened. I can't tell them that.
formersurgeon: (orly)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-22 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Why not? What did happen?
omnitrixter: (Resigned)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-22 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head.]

Uh uh. Can't tell you that.

[And squeezing his eyes shut for a moment.]

Not good. Shaking my head is bad.
formersurgeon: (wary)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-22 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Keep your head still. Come on.

[She leads him down the street. The Brownstone is a couple blocks away.]

Are there people after you?
omnitrixter: (Concerned)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-22 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think so? I mean, not right now. They'd find me if they were looking right now.
formersurgeon: (concerned)

[personal profile] formersurgeon 2014-05-22 01:59 am (UTC)(link)

[She quickens her step.]

Did someone do this to you?
omnitrixter: (Confused)

[personal profile] omnitrixter 2014-05-22 02:00 am (UTC)(link) I think that was the wall...or was it the second wall?

[Wow, this doesn't sound bad at all.]