MINOR INJURIES MEME

[meemz]

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

[lookstairs]

[ my thoughts are some au where riley got recruited by the warehouse. maybe he does mostly in-house work and he gets hurt on his first trip into the field? ]

[strippernameserendipity]

[Recovering from the "Congratulations, you're now officially a Warehouse Agent" near-death experience?]

[lookstairs]

[ sounds good to me! mind starting us off? ]

[strippernameserendipity]

"Dr. Coulter said you're supposed to be taking it easy," Claudia said, after finding Riley in the Ancient Archives yet again. Research was not taking it easy when one considered the distances involved to get there. At least he'd gotten away with relatively minor injuries, but seriously, he needed to at least try.

"I know it's a total thrill and all, but even I spent the day in bed after my nearly becoming a case of spontaneous human combustion."

Not only had the newly hired Agent Poole managed to find documents proving the actual existence of Edsel Murphy, apparently the reason the guy was only known for his law was because one of his personal effects transferred that curse to the person who came into contact with it. It had taken an act of heroism to prevent those largely improbable events from becoming entire too lethal. The guy deserved a break, at least until the broken bones healed up.

[lookstairs]

It was only a cracked femur, gosh. And his left wrist in a nasty shape too, but it's not that bad. Okay, so maybe these were the sort of things that Riley would normally milk for attention and care, but normally he wasn't working for the Warehouse. He was still getting used to the whole idea that artifacts that were essentially magic were a thing and he'd like to challenge anyone to stay lying down in bed all day with that kind of knowledge. It was easier to ignore the pain and discomfort with an nearly endless archive at his fingertips.

He glanced up from the console, grimacing at Claudia. He felt bad about worrying her, but he was basically hanging on the idea that she just gets it. And while she was giving him a bit of a hard time for being up and about, Riley could tell that she did.

"I needed a distraction. You've kind of got the best one ever here."

[strippernameserendipity]

"I know, right? I remember how I felt when I first saw the secret warehouse full of madcap," Claudia said, with a slight smile. At least he was reading about stuff instead of going through the shelves.

"Trying to find the truth behind your favorite conspiracies? I hate to break it to you, but Lee Harvey Oswald really did kill Kennedy. The so-called magic bullet had more to do with the difference in the shape of the slug and they rifle itself than anything truly hinky."