Login

INFERNO CIPHER-VANTAS · 05-23-2022, 03:21 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

the crashing noise indicated something large making its way towards the small group, and inferno wearily lifted her head. the scent hit her before the sight - plexus, then plexus without a mask. the norwegian came to a gasping halt, and she watched him, momentarily unsure as to what he was doing here. then, remembered he was their guru. medic. yes.

he began looking through a small pouch at his side - medkit, presumably, barking out the want for detailed descriptions of both their injuries. to be quite honest, inferno didn't even know how badly she was injured. everything ached and she faintly remembered being thrown against trees - being high had gave that temporary adrenaline boost but the user would live to regret it once it wore off. still, a response is a start that could develop into a detailed examination. "i've been thrown against trees so my entire body is slightly sore. also i think something happened to my paw - i was limping on the way back." yes, that part was true. every time her paw hit the floor something stung. "there also feels like something in my back and leg muscle thing-y, but i'm not quite sure what happened."

ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!

reason for paw injury: getting slashed at her right metacarpal, every time her paw hit the ground the sides of the wound would rub against each other

"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"

Plexus · 05-24-2022, 08:02 PM

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

space

Green eyes zeroed in on the worst injury, Inferno's paw. Digging through the medkit, Plexus pulled out a needle and some thread, his claws gingerly holding it. He took a deep breath to mostly calm his overstimulated nerves from spasming, moved the female's paw in the position he needed and warned, "Don't move."

His claws shook slightly as he cleaned the wound right quick, and started suturing the wound closed. Deftly making tight stitch after stitch to make sure the muscle didn't continue to damage itself, or break apart when pressure is placed on them. His eyes were sharp and focused as he lifted his paw up and placed more thread into the needle, letting his paw muscles relax once more, he finished the last few sutures with ease.

Gently placing Inferno's paw down, he placed the dirtied needle and leftover thread into a wrap so it wouldn't dirty anything else. He proceeded to pull out a comfrey poultice to ease any brusing, and carefully combed through the female's fur and pressed on places that looked damaged. Satisfied that there were no breaks (he could detect yet anyway), he began spreading the comfrey poultice onto some bandages and stuck them into the affected areas. It isn't a permanent solution, but one that'd help heal the bruises and minimize swelling until about actual thorough check could be done.

Swinging his gaze to Agrimony, his green orbs glinting with seriousness to be honest about any wounds.

space

✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.

INFERNO CIPHER-VANTAS · 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"

Plexus · 05-25-2022, 04:00 PM

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

space

"2 weeks at most." his words softened slightly, "if you need to put pressure on it, just be sure it's small amounts." As he did a count of his medkit supplies to wait for Agrimony's wounds, he internally sighed. He was almost out of most of his supplies, which means he'd have to restock the first aid kits once he has time.

Swiveling his ears on the last question, Plexus gave a small hum as he soothed Inferno, "Just some bruises. The medicine on the bandaids should decrease swelling and help with pain, just stuck a few on where the bruises seemed the worst."

space

✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.

Byriath · 05-25-2022, 06:45 PM

[table][tr][td]

[/td][td]

[/td][/tr][/table]

THEY'RE ONLY HUMAN, THEY DON'T SEE!

Byriath let out a soft snort, not believing Agrimony for a second, but a better part of him not wanting to push. However, smoke an tiny flames rose from under his paws, purple in coloration. Taking in a deep breath, and careful not to do anything that would spark a bigger fire, he started to walk away. "I'm going to take a walk." He growled, and with each pawstep, the prints left behind were burnt, smoldering.

// out!

[color=red]WHAT THEY ARE IS WHAT THEY'LL ALWAYS BE!

BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE

[sup]© tikki[/sup]

INFERNO CIPHER-VANTAS · 05-26-2022, 01:10 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

she shot the guru a grateful smile. two weeks didn't sound bad - she didn't have anything major planned anyway, nor had she thought about applying heaps of pressure onto it. she watched him do a count through his medical pouch for a while, turning his ears to her next question. she didn't have anything major happen to her, thank god, but there were pretty bad bruises and she could confirm - she could feel them. the places where the bandaids had been stuck on were feeling quite warm, positively, and she shivered slightly at the feeling. "thank you, plexus." she said softly, giving him a small smile.

ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!

"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"

Cobra · 05-26-2022, 11:20 AM

agrimony kept his mouth shut as plexus tended to inferno and byriath left. his eyes watching inferno with concern and his own injuries long forgotten. he simply waited to see what the other would say about inferno. concern laced in his eyes a moment. then, she was told to rest more and he felt concern bubbling in his chest.

he never should have let her fight. never should have let her get hurt. it took a moment for him to realize he was hurting too. snorting with annoyance at his wounds, he looked himself over. perhaps i was hurt more than i thought.. he muttered bitterly.

actions | speech | thoughts | powers | attacking

tags :: updated 0/00:

//he is covered in bruises, gashes, cute, and scratches. the one on his chest it she deepest/worst.

Plexus · 05-26-2022, 08:02 PM

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

space

Casting a puzzled glance at where Byriath left, Plexus shook his head and decided to inquire about it later. Giving a hard look at the bitter stallion, Plexus counted his blessings he still had his marigold ointment, a tiny amount of the comfrey poultice, a couple of bandages, and a small smattering of cobwebs nearby that he spotted.

Holding up a pawpad to say to give him a second, the Guru dashed over to the small amount of cobwebs he had seen and came back within a few tail shakes. His paw firmly stuck them onto the worst of the injuries, a big gash on the male's chest, "These only stay until it stops bleeding heavily." He briskly explained, his paws already working on spreading the marigold ointment onto the bandages he has left in this particular medkit. Circling Agirmony, he motioned for him to lower himself so he could easily reach everywhere else. With deft motion, he stuck each sticky bandage on the stallion where the cuts and gashes were worse than others. He used what little of the comfrey poultice on a bandage he cut into smaller pieces and placed them on Agrimony's bruises.

Seeing the cobwebs finish their job, he peeled them off and chucked them to the side. Plexus sucked in a breath, and used the rest of his marigold ointment as well on the horse, spreading it across the huge gash, he decided he could use the last bandage instead of risking suturing with so little supplies left. Firmly, and making sure it would stay tight, Plexus rolled the bandage over the wound and around the Male's chest and shoulders so it would stay in place. Pinning it together, and the marigold ointment helping it stick to the gash, Plexus gave a ragged sigh of relief.

Wobbling over to the side, and basically collapsing, the Guru started relaxing by tucking his paws under her chest. He kept his muscles locked up enough through sheer willpower during treating the two. He would do it again though if need be, he needed to be steady to treat both stallion and fellow feline. Speaking of, he pinned his ears back shyly as he gave a light smile and short purr to Inferno as he murmured, "anytime."

space

✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.

INFERNO CIPHER-VANTAS · 05-27-2022, 02:09 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

she watched plexus work on agrimony, taking note of the dwindling supplies he had on him. however, the cobwebs were a new touch. making use of what existed in the present, it seemed. after bandaging agri, however, plexus shuddered, stumbled to the side, and near collapsed. inferno stood up from her crouched position, holding the injured paw in the air, and hopped over to him, where she sat down and looked at him through a worried gaze. "plexus, are you okay?" she asked gently. she didn't want healing them to take a bad toll on him - she really liked the guru and it would be quite damaging if he was gone.

ᴏᴄ ᴛᴇxᴛ!

"ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ"

Plexus · 05-27-2022, 02:35 AM

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

space

Giving the female a wry smile, Plexus held out a single paw that was trembling violently, "Had to force my overstimulated muscles to keep still for the most part. I'm reaping what I've sown, I just need a second to stop shaking."

Sighing, the Guru seemed to glare at his outstretched temoring arm before tucking it back under his chest. His body jumped and trembled randomly, but at the same time it was consistent. Plexus tucked his paws further under his chest when he felt his claws start struggling to sheathe and unsheathe. He tucked his hind legs underneath his weight as much as could comfortably so they didn't spasm too much.

After a moment, he tried heaving himself up, stumbled and was quick to right himself. Only to have to sink down onto his belly once again. His expression displayed disdain, shame, and a hint of pain as he couldn't make his own body do what he wants at that moment. Heaving out a shaky sigh, he gave a wane smile at Inferno, "We'll...have to wait a bit longer it seems before returning to camp..."

space

✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me