Second Shot

[chocotransgress]

Filtered to Kio, 50% hackable

Fucking...Kio, do we have any gauze? Or first-aid supplies, for that matter.

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Hey, where can I get some good chocolate for cheap? I might give a piece of it to whoever tells me.

Comments

[chupasexual]

... What did you do to yourself that you need gauze?

[chocotransgress]

None of your business. Just tell me if we have any or not!

[chupasexual]

It is my business! As your roommate, if not your friend. I mean, if you're going off and getting yourself shot or something, I won't stand for it!

[chocotransgress]

Fucking...just tell me if we have any! I don't care if you'll "stand for it" or not!

...Some tweezers would be great, too.

[chupasexual]

Fine. I've got some, just stop being such a brat about it.

...You did get yourself shot, didn't you?!

[chocotransgress]

About time. Jesus...

Tch. I told you, it has nothing to do with you!

[chupasexual]

I don't care if it doesn't have anything to do with me! You can't just go around getting yourself shot! What if you get killed?! Do you ever think about things like that?!

[chocotransgress]

I can and will do whatever the hell I want!!

Of course I think about that, I'm not stupid.

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[chupasexual]

[He's not going to give up so easily but you're stubborn as hell. He's got the first-aid stuff now.]

Fine, do what you want, but when you get killed I hope it's at least honorable.

Hmph. Sometimes I question your intelligence.

Come here.

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[chocotransgress]

[He's grumbling and holding his left upper arm--which is bleeding, btw--and quite honestly doesn't want to go anywhere near Kio]

Whatever. Just give me the kit and leave! I don't need your help.

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[chupasexual]

[Kio grabs Mello's arm, still pretty damn furious with him. Sorry, you're not going anywhere. But he's trying not to want to upchuck at the smell of blood; it still makes him a little queasy.]

Don't be an idiot, Mello. You're bleeding -- and good luck removing a bullet by yourself. [I am assuming there is a couch in here somewhere. And Kio is dragging Mello over to it, coz that's where he set down the first-aid stuff. Now sit down, bitch.] The disinfectant is going to sting, so don't be a baby.

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[chocotransgress]

[just because he's getting dragged doesn't mean he's not struggling]

Hey! What the fuck are you doing?! Kio, you fucking--I can take the bullet out myself!! Jesus-fucking-christ...

[unwillingly plops down, glowering at Kio and is almost growling] Fuck you.

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[chupasexual]

[And just because you're struggling doesn't mean he's not squeezing your arm tighter.]

Oh, for God's sake, would you stop cursing? You're not going to fuck me now or ever, so just stop saying it.

[And this would be hydrogen peroxide, not very delicately dabbed onto the source of the wound. If you're going to be a bitch, he's going to be a bitch.]

Don't look at me like that; you'll thank me one day. Besides, Sou-chan would come home with worse wounds, so this isn't really anything.

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[chocotransgress]

[he reeeeaaally wants to punch him now, but holy fuck his arm hurts worse now]

Who said I wanted to fuck you?! Fucking...just shut the fuck up!

[the sting makes him hiss and grind his teeth, but he's a tough little bitch-face]

Shut...up... [urge to punch rising]

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[chupasexual]

[He just dabs harder now, because he doesn't even have anything to say to your profanity. Get ready for tweezer time. It's going to be a bitch.]

Try not to scream too loud, okay? I don't want to disturb anyone with your profanities when I take this thing out.

[He takes a moment to breathe because this is always the worst part. Tweezers ready annnnd... It's kind of like playing Operation, but when he finally finds the bullet, he tugs hard and doesn't really care if he makes the buzzer go off. Now he's just kind of holding it in between the tweezers.]

There. Want it for keepsakes or something? Seems like you'd do something weird like that.

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[chocotransgress]

[Aw fuck. He's not gonna like this. At all. And he knows it.]

No one's going to--FUCK!! [he's not going to shut up, there are fucking tweezers in his arm, fishing for a bullet] FUCK, what the hell are you--shit!!

[he glares at Kio once the bullet is out, and makes a grab for the kit] Okay, you're done, shithead. Give me the bullet and leave. Forensics can have the stupid thing.