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]

[Soubi frowned but let his head tip back to rest, arms limp at his sides. There was simply no energy left, even if there was any point in hiding the wounds any further. Ritsuka would find his side was a bit of a mess, and it really was rather surprising he'd stood as long as he had. And slices along shoulder, along with a clear few stabs.

Wounds that showed he'd not actually defended himself. Again.]

Doesn't matter. It's over.

[pictureslastlonger]

It does matter! Did you kill them? Did you run away?

[notquitebeloved]

[He flinched at the second question. Did Ritsuka really think...? Soubi's eyes closed, frown deepening. When he spoke next, his tone was colder than normal.]

I don't kill without orders.

[pictureslastlonger]

...I believe you. I trust you, Soubi. But why did you let yourself get this hurt? You know I hate that!

[notquitebeloved]

[...He was an idiot. Soubi bowed his head, shoulders slumping as a sigh escaped. The chill seeped out of his voice.]

You know why.

[pictureslastlonger]

I don't get it. I don't need to be hidden away from all of that. I don't need to be locked up and sheltered, I want to know the truth. Even if it's just a fight, you shouldn't be all alone. [Ritsuka tries to get the bandages out, intending to start the bandaging at least somewhat.]

[notquitebeloved]

I'm not alone now.

[Soubi dared to look at Ritsuka again, following his movements curiously.]

Am I not allowed to protect you?

[pictureslastlonger]

That's not the point! I can fight. Aren't I your Sacrifice?