CUMBERSOME AND HEAVY BODY && Attack

[selby roux !]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Selby nods at Delilah as she puts herself into position, and he seizes Moth’s arm, grasping it firmly. Any other stimulus was gone in his mind as he looked down at his patient, preparing to brief her on what would happen next. "Alright. I’m ready. Moth, I’m going to put your arm back into position now. It’s going to hurt really bad for just one second, and then it’s going to feel a lot better. On the count of three. One... two..." And then, without warning, he shoved the limb back into its rightful place. "Three," he said, moving up to examine his work, making sure he had done it correctly. "Alright. It’s done. You did a great job, Moth. You’ll need to stay off your feet for at least a couple of weeks, and then after that you shouldn’t do any strenuous activity for a couple of months. If all goes well, you should be good as new after that.

He turned to address Wormwood next, but then the beast was leaning down to him and telling him to take care of Moth. "Hang on, I still need to—" the sawbone began, but his fellow tangler was already leaving. Roy’s brief appearance hadn’t even registered in his mind as he worked on Moth. Red’s call caught his attention, and Selby’s eyes came to focus on the ape. His frustration melted away, replaced with concern. "Ah, geez. You shouldn’t be up, Red," he started, dashing over to him. "I asked you to stay off that ankle for a reason... Does it hurt too much? Did you tweak it?"