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"Am I gonna come here everytime-ah! Ow, ow..."
Conan was hissing in pain and looking none too happy as he sat on a stool in front of a mirror in the infirmary. Currently treating a wound on his head and his arm. They go along so nicely with the bandaid on his cheek. "Guess I'm lucky I didn't break another table..."
Still, he never liked disinfecting injuries.
Conan was hissing in pain and looking none too happy as he sat on a stool in front of a mirror in the infirmary. Currently treating a wound on his head and his arm. They go along so nicely with the bandaid on his cheek. "Guess I'm lucky I didn't break another table..."
Still, he never liked disinfecting injuries.