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estivates ([personal profile] estivates) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-11-30 02:34 pm

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.

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.

elrond half-elven | tolkien

[personal profile] earendilion 2014-11-30 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[probably definitely the healer.]
silvergift: commissioned art by <user name="deathmetals" site="tumblr.com"> for me so Do Not Take ([053])

concussion | accident | outdoors

[personal profile] silvergift 2014-11-30 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Celebrían has always fancied herself a good rider, good with horses and animals in general. The last thing she expected was for something to spook her horse during one of her rides and to throw her. She'd hit the ground hard, harder than she thought she would.

At least she has her husband to take care of her. She's unsteady on her feet and her head hurts, making her not want to move very far.]
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Cut | Accident | Home

[personal profile] theeveningstar 2014-11-30 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Simple curiosity hasn't served her well. The blades of Elvish weapons are indeed sharp - something she never doubted - and yet that fact has been cemented in her mind by the blood pooling on her palm. Carefully she wraps her hand with a piece of cloth and leaves the Weaponry to seek the aid of her Father.

Like all Elves, she moves with an almost silent grace, but she does not doubt that he can sense her approach.]


Ada, I was foolish.