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]

How to respond to such words? They made no sense in what he knew to be true. What had always been true for him. The care and familiarity with wrapping another's neck was noted but dismissed as only a little relevant. The guy might be a doctor, at that.

So he didn't respond to being told he could be so much more.

"I'm not Beloved anymore. I was given to Loveless when Beloved's Sacrifice died." Well. Close enough to the truth that he didn't care to tell the whole truth.

And he did finally hold up the mangled and pierced hand, forcing his arm to move and bend when it really wanted to stay motionless and limp.

"There's a Beloved Fighter out there who hasn't shown up yet." He'd just mentioned the Sacrifice.

[50shadesofwhite]

Beloved started on the makeshit bandages on the hand. That wound was much more serious. There was torn flesh and muscles and tendons here.

He seemed to be listening intently to Soubi's every word, but when the manw as finished, he looke dup at him and smiled.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. Fighter, Sacrifice... I have a feeling you do not put the same weight behind those words as I do. And you've probably never heard of a Catalyst."

He decided to forgo using the washcloth and simply grabbed the basin of hot water, gently directing Soubi to soak his hand in it.

"Whatever you call a Fighter, I don't think this is what I am. I'm really not very good at fighting. I hold my own, but that's it, really."

He looked at the blood seeping out of the wound into the water. He'd have to change the water and maybe add some antiseptic to it. That would sting, but ti probably wouldn't be a problem for Soubi, from what he'd gathered. But far be it from him to take from someone's self-inflicted punishment.

"From Beloved to Loveless.... and yet someone loves you. Can't you feel it?"

He knew sometimes it was hard for him to put what he meant, felt and saw into words. It never really made sense for other people. Beign a prophet was annoying like that. Especially when you got inklings about things you yourself knew nothing about.