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

[magerights]

No, you can't.

[Anders' expression said Hawke wasn't going to get out of this one that easily.]

I'm the healer here, Hawke. Not you. I've seen people like this before, moving around too much is dangerous, you could lose consciousness or worse and I may not be able to heal you. We will be staying here, all right? I'm not arguing with you over it.

[Turning to the other mages again, Anders pointed out one of the others who was promising at healing as well.]

You stay with him for me, don't let him sleep even if he wants to. Keep him awake and seated and only let him have small amounts of water. The rest of you are coming with me to make sure that this place will hold the night. Some barriers ought to do it.

[unrelentingly]

[Hawke knew when to relent - and right now was time to do just that. He frowned, the rogue hated being useless like this. Anders was right, however. He wasn't going to be use to anyone if Anders couldn't heal him, if something happened while they were travelling. Even with the aid of magic, a broken bone still needed time to heal and illness still required rest. Just because Anders could ease the pain didn't mean he was sound.]

I'm sorry. [Hawke murmured to the mage that was left to tend to him as Anders moved to rally a few others. When his mind was focused on a goal, there was little that stood to deter him. That was something about the man Hawke had always respected. It was that piece of Anders that he'd encouraged, that he'd always tried to be supportive of.] I don't mean to be an inconvenience.

[His voice was quiet, eyes on Anders.]

I want us all to make it safely to the keep... For his sake.

[magerights]

[The mage charged with keeping an eye on the rogue stayed silent, uncertain what to say and not entirely agreeing about the concern for Anders. Fortunately shoring up the cave to ensure they wouldn't have too many concerns during the storm didn't take too long and Anders returned not long afterwards.]

It's taken care of. Now you've got no reason not to relax and stop worrying about anything other than what you might have rattled loose in that head of yours.

[unrelentingly]

[By the time Anders returned, Hawke's head still had a dull throb to it - but at least he'd righted himself. He didn't feel as dizzy now, that was at least a plus. He smiled to his partner, giving a light chuckle through his nose. In truth, he was relieved that the cave seemed safe enough. The mages needed rest. Most of them were not equipped for this sort of venture. They needed time to recover, time to regain their bearings.

Many had banded with Anders to find freedom. Some wished to travel to Tevinter, to see if they could create a life there. Others wished to join or aid the Grey Wardens in some manner. Some simply wished to stick around for the journey, to see where they might end up. Like them, Hawke was in this for the long haul.]

Am I allowed to stand yet?

[magerights]

That depends on how your head is doing. [Anders replied, raising an eyebrow and giving Hawke a smile that said he'd just as easily keep them here for days if he had to.

Then he raised a finger to his lover's face.]

Focus on this for me, I want to check how you're doing.

[unrelentingly]

Better.

[Hawke smiled, allowing his eyes to follow Anders' finger.]

There aren't two of you anymore.

[magerights]

No need to sound disappointed about that. [The teasing is largely from relief as well. Hawke looks like he's focusing much better than before, though Anders isn't ready to clear him for too much movement just yet.]

All right, you can move around a bit more, just nothing too strenuous. You have to take it easy until at least tomorrow.

[unrelentingly]

[Content to rise up from his seat, he placed a hand on Anders' shoulder to steady himself a little more, giving it a small squeeze.]

Perhaps we should find a spot to bed down for the evening, then?

[magerights]

Hmmm... [Anders considered that for a moment, gently stroking over Hawke's hand with his thumb.]

I can't let you sleep right away, but I could think of other things to do to pass the time. Something not too stressful for you either.

[unrelentingly]

[He enjoyed the contact immensely, even if it was just Anders' thumb against his hand. It kept that smile on Hawke's face, that fond look in his eyes.]

Oh? Perhaps a game of Diamondback?

[magerights]

Or Wicked Grace, so long as we don't get too carried away. No risky betting.

[He leans in to press a gentle kiss to Garrett's cheek.]

Or we could just talk for a while, if you like. It would be nice to just... enjoy being together, not having to worry about what's happening around us.

[unrelentingly]

Talking would be nice.

[Actually talking. About themselves, not what was happening. About each other, not the world around them. How long had it been since they had the chance to do that?]