the MINOR INJURY meme

[surething]

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

[isnt_the_same]

"Okay," Arthur said. "You know where the pain meds are."

[inyourdreams]

She nodded.

[isnt_the_same]

"Where are you going after this?" Eames asked Arthur.

He shrugged. "London or Paris," he said before looking over at Ariadne.

[inyourdreams]

"We can go to London," she said. He'd come to Paris recently. It was only fair.

[isnt_the_same]

Arthur nodded. "And you're going to Mombasa," he said to which Eames nodded as well.

[inyourdreams]

"And then he'll come join us," she said.

[isnt_the_same]

"Okay," Arthur said.

[inyourdreams]

She gave them a small smile.

[isnt_the_same]

"Wanna do something just me and you in London?" Arthur asked her.

[inyourdreams]

"Sure," she said. "What did you have in mind?"

[isnt_the_same]

He shrugged. "Anything you want."

[inyourdreams]

"Maybe we could catch a show in the West End?" she suggested.

[isnt_the_same]

He nodded. "We can do that."

[inyourdreams]

"Okay," she said.

[isnt_the_same]

"How was the clean up?" Eames asked Arthur.

"Fine," Arthur replied. "Got the place cleaned up in about an hour or two."

[inyourdreams]

"I assume Helena was pleased with our work?" she asked.

[isnt_the_same]

Arthur nodded. "Yeah, she was. She said she'd want to work with us again."

[inyourdreams]

"Good," she said.

[isnt_the_same]

Arthur finished the leftovers and threw the box into the trashcan.

"Mind if I use your laptop?" Eames asked. Arthur shook his head. "I need to book my plane ticket." Eames took the laptop.

[inyourdreams]

"When are you going to leave?" she asked.

[isnt_the_same]

"Day after tomorrow," Eames replied.

"When do you want to go to London?" Arthur asked her.

[inyourdreams]

She shrugged.

"Whenever."

She was still bummed that she wasn't going to be able to see any of Australia again.

[isnt_the_same]

"Maybe a bit after you," Arthur said to Eames. Eames nodded and then handed the laptop over to Arthur when he finished.

[inyourdreams]

"I think I'm going to lay down for a bit," she said as she grabbed for her crutches. She hadn't slept that well the night before.

[isnt_the_same]

"Want us to come and join you?" Eames asked.