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]

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?]