YOUR HAND IN MY HAND — INJURED

[Felibri]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 70%; min-height: 9px; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; padding: 10px"]Kemmerich had never been a pilot. He had wanted to be one, but had never made the cut. Now he was able to experience flying, but it wasn’t in a metal husk. No, he was actually flying. He had wings. He was a gryphon. The best part was that Rozovsky’s voice was but a subconciousness in his mind. Sirius had gotten into a fight with an Ascendant, and the fight had allowed both souls to discover that they had an individual form they could shift into where the other soul would have little to no control over the actions. It was quite nice, but they realized they had already joined the Pitt under the joint name Sirius. Perhaps they would figure something out ... besides, it wasn’t like Sirius was the most popular around here. He had only joined a day or two ago.

Kemmerich held his breath as he stretched his talons against the sky. He lifted his head and his gryphon beak curled into a smile. The feeling of the wind hitting his face ... it was the best thing he had ever experienced, maybe the second best, if he considered — How long is it going to take for you to get back to the stupid Pitt? Rozovsky barged in on his thoughts. That’s right. Rozovsky got his ass kicked by a vampire werewolf and needed medical attention. Kemmerich rolled his eyes. ”What? Will you hold a gun to my head to make me go faster?” Rozovsky dropped into bitter silence.

The gryphon saw the desert terrain of the Pitt coming up and prepared to land. His feet touched the ground gently, but he had trouble folding his wings so smoothly. He glanced around and yelled ”HELP!” before allowing Rozovsky to take control. The gryphon shifted into a five-foot tall wolf who yelped as he face-planted on the ground, having not been ready for the abrupt shift in bodies. He was bleeding heavily from a large wound in his neck, along with deep claw marks along his shoulder. He had lost a lot of blood, and could only hope that the Pitt medics were better than the ones in his past life.

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The erudite watched with lopsided brows as the gryphon hurled towards the ground, feathers bleeding into fur as he turned from a beast of air into a grounded wolf. The corners of her mouth twitched in amusement, though she didn't manage to laugh -- when she noticed his wounds, she thought that fortuitous. Her usefulness to everyone in the Pitt assured she didn't have any enemies here, but laughing in an injured member's face wouldn't go over well.

Shrugging off her satchel, the wispy serval settled down next to the weeping neck wound; it looked worse than Cosette's gashes had, but at least this one didn't smell infected. "I'm here, don't worry," Ninazu mumbled, her words barely coherent as she busied herself with grabbing a steel knife in her jaws. "Don't move," she warned curtly, her voice low and commanding. Without further bedside manner, she flicked her wrist and torched her knife's blade, letting flames engulf the steel for fifteen seconds.

When she felt the blade hot enough, she leaned down and attempted to cauterize his neck wounds. She'd deal with his shoulder wounds using more traditional herbalism, but the blood loss here made her fret too much to waste time trying a less severe method.

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"Shit, whoever you fought got you good, ribbit." Tsuyu croaked as she hopped up to stand behind Ninazu, a grin on her face. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, the frog hybrid tempted to just.. Feed this guy to the wolves. Get it- he's a wolf?- okay, that wasn't funny, my bad.

"Ouch, that'll leave a scar." Dabi rumbled as the stitched up lupine walked over to stand beside Tsu, bumping her side with his tail in a flirtatious manner. Tsuyu rolled her eyes- only Dabi could flirt right in front of a groupmate who was literally bleeding out, and it certainly annoyed her.

"Do you need some water to wash off all of the blood, ribbit?" Tsu asked the medical expert, or whatever they called them here- Tsu didn't really care, a bored expression on her face. She didn't like the taste of mammal meat, really. She enjoyed bugs and fish, and that was about it.

TAGS • THE PITT • 13 M/O • FROG-MANX HYBRID • #BNHAFAM

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[guts]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]As usual, she was at the other erudite's heels, also attracted by the call for help from the injured member. This was a good opportunity to watch and learn, help out if she could. She stopped nearby, close enough to watch but far away enough to give her space. The serval would watch over the other's shoulders, wincing at the sight of the wound, blood coating his fur. It didn't look good, and as she looked over it, she couldn't come up with much that would help it, at least not anything that she knew of.

As she watched the other pull out a knife, Cosette could feel a lump form in her throat, eyes widening. "Wh-what are you doing?" she asks, concern in her tone. Was she gonna put him down? Could she not heal him? She wasn't sure why she would have to heat up the blade, though.

She wanted to tear her eyes away as it met with his flesh, yet she found herself unable to, staring and listening to the sound it made upon impact. Then she turns at Tsuyu and Dabi's arrival, holding back a face of discomfort at their presence. Truthfully, she felt uneasy around both of them, but she never let it show or said it out loud. She tried to keep her attention on what Ninazu was doing.

[Felibri]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 70%; min-height: 9px; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; padding: 10px"]This was the medic then. A female serval. He’d make sure to remember that. She’s kinda pretty. Kemmerich insisted. Rozovsky rolled his eyes, wondering if there was a way to set up a permanent barrier between his thoughts and Kemmerich.

His golden eyes widened, following the path of the knife. He flinched. He was obviously not used to this treatment. What the hell was she doing? ”Ow! Ow! Fuck!” Rozovsky spat, his body shuddering despite her order for him not to move. The large black wolf’s tail thrashed against the ground and he tried to focus his gaze on something else. He noticed Tyusu, Dabi, and Cosette and tried to grin. ”I’m Rozovsky. I have another person who lives inside my mind. He wants to call us Sirius, but eh, I don’t like that too much. By the way, I fought a werewolf vampire ... that’s where these wounds have come from ...” He was rambling. He was trying to take his mind off the pain. And he liked making Kemmerich mad.

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What a shame Kemmerich couldn't come out and say it -- Ninazu appreciated compliments. "Some water to help wash off his shoulder would be appreciated. Cosette, this is called cauterizing the wound. If you burn the flesh, it closes off the veins and keeps the wounded from bleeding to death; it can also work if you have an unsalvageable infection. But you don't want to do it unless you've got other options, as the burned flesh will be susceptible to infections," she answered the women, nodding to each as she attempted to wrap Sirius's neck wound with fresh bandages from her satchel. She didn't want sand getting in there and mucking up her hard work cauterizing it for him, especially with how much work it took to be precise when he flailed about like a dying fish.

"Ah... interesting," she replied to Rozovsky -- or Sirius, she didn't quite make much sense out of his little ramble. "Your neck will probably feel terrible for the next six to eight hours, but I can give you something for the pain or give you something to sleep it off. As for the werewolf-vampire... can you describe your wounds and how they feel? It's not uncommon for mutated animals to have venomous fangs," she added, glancing at his eyes before she busied herself with trying to clean his oozing shoulder.

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Tsuyu listened in as Ninazu spoke, charcoal eyes empty and void of any true emotions now as she slowly let water slide out of the small bottle she kept it in, waving it around with her paw before she moved to help Ninazu with the cleaning. Carefully, the glob of water lifted the blood from the wound, soon causing the blob to turn a shade of red- not that Tsuyu minded. She always stole her water from Sunhaven anyways.

"Anything else? " Tsuyu asked softly, her voice cracking. She didn't normally act this civil, but maybe she could relate. She had been bitten by Stryker once- it paralyzed her temporarily. She's also been bitten by a vampire as well- sadly, digesting her blood paralyzed the poor child. It was a pity. She could have snapped his neck so easily, but he just decided to drink from her while she was weak and ended up suffering because of it.

Stupid kids.

TAGS • THE PITT • 13 M/O • FROG-MANX HYBRID • #BNHAFAM

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[COSMIIX]

Injured joiners.

They got various joiners, all of them different and unique in their own way but Quill didn't analyze that himself personally. No, he would just watch them from afar and if they interested him then he would try and socialize with them. The tiger would let out a soft breath soon uttering with a slow nod of his cranium "Well, welcome to the Pitt, I suppose. M'names Quill," He felt a grin tugging at his maw, he would sit down slowly wiggling his stumpy tail to the sides. This guy seemed pretty interesting despite the injury and yelping out like a puppy.