THE SECRETS AND LIES | {OPEN, RETURN, INJURIES}

[arcy]

Izuku was getting tired of all of the injuries and sickness lately. I mean -- it wasn't anybody here's fault, but Izuku was getting to the point he was going to pick a fight with whoever the fuck was causing all of this. And, safety be damned, Izuku was going to do it. They didn't have any herbs in stock right now! I mean ... well, Izuku had some leftover stuff in his personal stock, but it was mostly ointments and dry stuff that he was basically out of. Which was frustrating. He wanted to go and restock, but if Izuku went literally anywhere at this point he was going to kill his leg.
Still, like everyone else, Izuku is drawn to the scent of blood. It was just how he was -- not out of instincts of anything, but just plain worry. Who was hurt? How could Izuku help? Could he help? And when he arrives -- oh. There's Killua, who's been absent as lately, and Izuku is already extremely put off and maybe a little nauseous from the blood. It wasn't a ton, but the leg ... bones. Izuku doesn't know how to fix that!! How do you put a bone back in a leg? Where was Jacob? Izuku's face is one of distress as he moves to stand in front of the serval. Why was Killua standing? Where was Jacob? Izuku could try and deal with this if the husky doesn't show up or if they can't find him, but Izuku doesn't want to!! What if he messes up! Izuku doesn't want to set it wrong!
"Wh -- Where's Jacob?" Izuku demands, even as he's set on figuring out how to go about this at all. Killua was strong, wasn't he? What'd happened? The Maine Coon is shaky. A splint? They'd need a splint of some kind. But what do you use for splints? How would he get the bone back in anyways? So many questions, absolutely no answers. Good god Izuku never knew the right herbs or steps when he really needed them, and by that Izuku means he hadn't put a ton of research into broken legs or anything because of bad memories, and he's paying for it, just like he does with everything else. "I, uh -- I don't know what to do," Izuku says, voice small and maybe a little shaky. They were probably questioning why he wasn't doing anything, since he was the Tenderfoot, but that's all Izuku was. A Tenderfoot. In training. He didn't know everything. Like .. he knew enough, but that was it.

☀ what was i worth