05-25-2022, 04:48 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — ɪɴꜰᴇʀɴᴏ | ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴄʀᴏᴡ ᴇꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ | ᴄɪᴘʜᴇʀ-ᴠᴀɴᴛᴀꜱ | ʙɪᴏ
ɪᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ | ɪᴄ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ
after she described her injuries to her best extent an immediate shift in mood happened in plexus, even more. he took a deep breath - understandable, she was aware he could subconsciously be twitchy sometimes - and told her not to move. this was going to hurt, but she wasn't going to cry about it like a little kid. he held her paw down slightly, moving it into a more suitable position for him to operate on, and began cleaning the wound. she felt his claws tremble and murmured soothing encouragements, hoping he felt less nervous than she.
then as the first needle slid through her skin her optics widened and she gritted her teeth, a hiss slipping out from between the cracks. god that hurt. almost like when she got her ear pierced foolishly. turning her head away she stared off into the distance with a pained grimace. soon he gently set her paw down again and she shot him a grateful smile. "plexus, i hesitate to ask, but when can i apply weight on it again? i don't want to risk breaking the stitches, and i don't know much about the healing processes either.."
she watched him pull some more things out of his pouch and circle around her, pressing his paws against her back and body to check for something - bruises, broken bones, maybe? she felt like nothing was broken, but then again, that could be because her entire body was sore. at least she hoped nothing was. after doing a check he stuck some bandaids on some areas and she was instantly alert. bandaids meant that something was wrong there, and she swivelled her head to look at him. "is something wrong in these areas, plexus?"
ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!
"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"
ɪᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ | ɪᴄ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ
after she described her injuries to her best extent an immediate shift in mood happened in plexus, even more. he took a deep breath - understandable, she was aware he could subconsciously be twitchy sometimes - and told her not to move. this was going to hurt, but she wasn't going to cry about it like a little kid. he held her paw down slightly, moving it into a more suitable position for him to operate on, and began cleaning the wound. she felt his claws tremble and murmured soothing encouragements, hoping he felt less nervous than she.
then as the first needle slid through her skin her optics widened and she gritted her teeth, a hiss slipping out from between the cracks. god that hurt. almost like when she got her ear pierced foolishly. turning her head away she stared off into the distance with a pained grimace. soon he gently set her paw down again and she shot him a grateful smile. "plexus, i hesitate to ask, but when can i apply weight on it again? i don't want to risk breaking the stitches, and i don't know much about the healing processes either.."
she watched him pull some more things out of his pouch and circle around her, pressing his paws against her back and body to check for something - bruises, broken bones, maybe? she felt like nothing was broken, but then again, that could be because her entire body was sore. at least she hoped nothing was. after doing a check he stuck some bandaids on some areas and she was instantly alert. bandaids meant that something was wrong there, and she swivelled her head to look at him. "is something wrong in these areas, plexus?"
ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!
"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"
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baby viper | cobra's daughter