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Post by Damien on Jul 19, 2006 16:38:42 GMT -5
Damien sighed, "Alright, but if you need me to look it over I can. I've had experience with this kinda stuff before." he said with a 'only because I know stupid morons/idiots' sort of eyeroll.
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Post by Ciarda on Jul 19, 2006 16:40:36 GMT -5
Cia opened the door all the way, "Do you know how to sew?"
She knew for a fact that something this size would need stitches, but she couldn't bring herself to do it on her own.
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Post by Damien on Jul 19, 2006 16:46:09 GMT -5
Damien gave her a sort of world-weary sigh, "Yes, you have come to the right man for cheetahs." he said and gave her a slight grin.
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Post by Ciarda on Jul 19, 2006 16:48:25 GMT -5
"What ever works I guess." She said with a half shrug. She wasn't sure if she heard him right or not. She didn't really care at this point either. She turned, grabbed the first aid kit, and set it on the sink while seh seated herself on the edge of the tub.
"When ever you're ready, please."
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Post by Stalker on Jul 24, 2006 10:48:08 GMT -5
Colin muttered something inaudiable as he adjusted himself so he was fully on the couch. He was feeling quite a bit better now, though still very tired. He decided that if he didn't pass out soon he was going to regret it later.
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Post by Ion on Aug 16, 2006 8:35:07 GMT -5
((Dame, It's your turn. Hurry up and post! >.>))
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Post by Damien on Aug 18, 2006 23:03:08 GMT -5
(Sorry, kinda forgot it was here *hangs head in shame* Oh and I'm guessing Cia doesn't normally need to do her own stitches and has a normal first aid kit) Damien walked over to the sink and then proceeded to root through her first-aid kit. Taking out a packet of alcohal wipes he handed them to Cia. "Here, clean the edges the best you can with these, it's gonna hurt like a bitch, but the area has to be disenfected. I'm gonna go grab my kit, it's got the stuff I need in it." he said and walked out into the living room.
Going over to his bag, he rooted around in it for a minute before pulling out his own kit. Sparing a glance at Colin, who had apparently righted himself on the couch while he had been talking to Cia, he resisted the urge to hit him on the head and walked back over to the bathroom.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 20, 2006 13:29:52 GMT -5
Ciarda did as she was told and wiped down the edges of the wound. It wasn't deep, and hurt slightly less than she had expected it to. She glanced up when Dame reentered the bathroom.
"What'cha got in there?"
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 20:34:46 GMT -5
Dame grinned and knelt down on the floor, putting the black zip-up kit down in front of him. Unzipping it he flipped it open and revealed it's contents. "Numbing spray," he said pointing at a small spray bottle, "Sorry I don't have anything I can inject but I don't even usually get to use that." he said taking it out and carefully sprayed it over her wound.
Then he pulled out a curved needle and a length of something that looked like clear plastic string "Thankfully for you these are the dissolving kind, so you don't have to worry about them being pulled out later, because no matter who says it, it really is kinda painful." he said carefully stringing the needle before setting it down for a moment.
Unzipping a clear pocket he pulled out a pair of disposable plastic gloves, "Actually I don't normally have to do all this," he said, waving a hand to indicate the spray and gloves, "It's good practice for me." he said picking up the needle and string again.
"Now it should be numb enough by now, but you may want to bite your lip anyway, and please no screaming." he said and set to work.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 20:42:16 GMT -5
Cia watched intently, more interested than much of anything else. It was a shame his bedside manner was horrible, but he kept her informed, and she could guess at all he was doing, much the same as she had done for her grandmother a few times. She knew better than to bite her lip, she might bite right though, and that would be a nasty mess. She set her jaw and looked away. She could feel a tearing pinch as he inserted the needle, and a strange pulling sensation as he pulled the thread through, but other than that, that was it.
She started humming an obscure song to keep her mind off of the current situation.
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:00:20 GMT -5
Damien cocked his head at her humming, as he carefully and quickly stitched her up. "What are you humming?" he asked making a knot on one of the stiches and the sniping off the extra. "It sounds familiar" he said moving on to the next stitch. It wouldn't take long to finish, it wasn't that large of a cut.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:02:37 GMT -5
Ciarda paused her humming and glanced at Dame, "Something my grandmother used to sing to me when I was younger. I forgot the name of it, even the words escape me now, but I can't forget the melody."
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:06:37 GMT -5
Damien smiled softly, "Were you and your grandmother close?" he asked as he made another knot, snipped it and moved on to the next stitch.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:09:16 GMT -5
"As close as an eight year old can get with a crazy old Irish woman who lives alone in a very large house in the middle of nowhere. Closest neighbor was about five miles down the road." Cia said as she made a point to examine the little topical fish on her shower curtain.
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:12:05 GMT -5
Damien gave a peculiar sigh as he tied the final stitch, "Done!" he proclaimed as he set the needle and extra thread down and then stripped the gloves and tossed them. "I prescribe lots of bed rest, movies and chocolate" he said with a grin.
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