minor injury meme.

[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

[notquitebeloved]

['Is that all?' Of course Seimei would ask that. Soubi was silent as he rolled the day over carefully as he watched the Sacrifice through his bangs. Him getting injured didn't matter, so did it count? No. It shouldn't. It was the fact he'd become dirty that mattered out of the injuries. And he'd spoken without permission.

Still, that all meant nothing if Seimei simply wanted him to be wrong. He wasn't worried about anything being found dirty in his apartment, not after being trained to avoid that very thing.]

...I was careless.

[He'd committed himself to that answer. Now to see if he was right.]

[belovedbrother]

[There is a moment of silence, where Seimei looks like he is pondering Soubi's answer. Then he turns his back on him, and pulls out a can of soup.]

Take a shower.

[He looks over his shoulder with what looks like a gentle smile, though the coolness in his eyes make it clear that there is nothing gentle about it.]

Make sure you only use the hot water.

[notquitebeloved]

[Even when Seimei turned his back to him he kept silent, waiting motionlessly. The order had him start to turn immediately, only to pause at the look over a shoulder. Soubi let himself respond to the smile with one of his own, even though he knew it wasn't really a kind smile.

Only hot water. Get properly clean and miss nothing.

Stop being so disgustingly dirty, Soubi. No one wants to see you like that.

He nodded, knowing how even a shower could hurt. Just another punishment he'd bare silently, because he deserved it. If he could get through it and stay conscious, he'd be relieved. He made himself move as quickly as he could, did his best to track as little grime as he could along the way.

And tried not to take too terribly long in his task.]

[belovedbrother]

[Seimei heats his soup, then pads to the bathroom door, tail flicking gently behind him. The shower is still running, steam seeping into the hallway under the door. He leans against the wall opposite the door and calls out:]

I think you'll need quite a while in there, Soubi. [He slips down to sit against the wall, taking a mouthful of soup.] Don't come out until I tell you to.

[notquitebeloved]

[Just because he'd been half done by the time Seimei came after him didn't mean much at all. Not with what the next order was.

So dirty.

Soubi briefly leaned against the shower wall, eyes closing before he forced himself to start again. Double checking to make sure there was no dirt left. There wasn't much he could do about the blood, but even that would slow and it would be easier to bandage once he was allowed out.

He'd still most likely have slipped to the floor by the time that happened, between sleepless nights and the battles. But he stayed put. The water kept running.]

[belovedbrother]

[Seimei takes his time eating, uses it as the measure for when to let Soubi out of the shower. His mind wanders, he sends a few messages on his phone. By the time he calls out to Soubi again, a half hour has passed.]

That's enough. [He stands up and moves back to the kitchen, leaving his bowl and spoon for Soubi to clean.]