04-10-2018, 01:35 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua knew that as soon as he joined the clans he was going to refuse anyone's help to try and heal his injury. He didn't like when other's touched him because he knew that it was just going to lead to questions after that. The assassin could just as normally fix himself up, although it wasn't really with the use of the clan means that just constantly used herbs and didn't poultices. Killua had been given basic medical training courtesy of his older brother while he was growing up. He knew how to set his shoulder back if it were to get disolcated, he knew how to reset his broken bones depending on the severity of the break. He knew how to stitch up his own wounds and make sure he did the process right the first time, his metal claws great at making the entryway for the needle a whole lot easier. Bandages and gauze usually did the trick most of the time. He hadn't managed to heal himself with severe wounds, as usually if that happened he was out for the count and would have to have others do it. This had only really happened once, and that had been after the last time that his brother had attacked him, nearly killing him and ripping out his metal claws from his paws. A group that he had good relations with ended up nursing him to health despite his dislikeness for others touching him. He didn't have much of a choice if he wanted to live. The injuries that he had given himself recently though he had patched up himself and refused to ask others for help. There was no point, even if they constantly pestered him he could do it himself. Why trust others when he could simply trust himself?
He had to admit though that Jacob was quick to the draw. As soon as he was promoted he was willing to see and who were interested in being able to help others. Killua himself had been promoted, not like he really thought about what that meant for him since he didn't really care all that much. The assassin made his way over, his sapphire blue gaze flickering over those that were in the room. Killua believed that he knew enough that no matter what happened he would be able to help himself get through it with his own methods and nothing else. The albino serval would sit down on the ground, watching with somewhat interest as for how Gon seemed really interested in the aspect of healing others. And then came the flurry of questions. The young male couldn't help but roll his eyes at the canine, his eyes flickering to Jacob and Gon as he wondered how the older male would deal with the onslaught of questions. "Ask him any more questions and you'll make his brain explode Gon." Killua would tease the other with a light chuckle. He stopped himself though when he could feel the stitches on his right side begin to pull. He wasn't surprised to see London offer herself up to the possibility of healing others. The Snowseeker, of course, took notice of the crow that was around, not really caring too much about the female since she didn't care about him. The other had been there when Guru had attacked, and that's all that he cared about. Killua would lower himself down so that he was laying on the ground, a good distance away from everyone else as usual. "Just watching." Killua said in a bored tone. God, he was tired.
He had to admit though that Jacob was quick to the draw. As soon as he was promoted he was willing to see and who were interested in being able to help others. Killua himself had been promoted, not like he really thought about what that meant for him since he didn't really care all that much. The assassin made his way over, his sapphire blue gaze flickering over those that were in the room. Killua believed that he knew enough that no matter what happened he would be able to help himself get through it with his own methods and nothing else. The albino serval would sit down on the ground, watching with somewhat interest as for how Gon seemed really interested in the aspect of healing others. And then came the flurry of questions. The young male couldn't help but roll his eyes at the canine, his eyes flickering to Jacob and Gon as he wondered how the older male would deal with the onslaught of questions. "Ask him any more questions and you'll make his brain explode Gon." Killua would tease the other with a light chuckle. He stopped himself though when he could feel the stitches on his right side begin to pull. He wasn't surprised to see London offer herself up to the possibility of healing others. The Snowseeker, of course, took notice of the crow that was around, not really caring too much about the female since she didn't care about him. The other had been there when Guru had attacked, and that's all that he cared about. Killua would lower himself down so that he was laying on the ground, a good distance away from everyone else as usual. "Just watching." Killua said in a bored tone. God, he was tired.
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO