572. hit me

[want_to_jog]

INJURED/HURT MEME

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Jinx || OC

[tinkerfae]

>> I adore hurt/comfort, okay? Um, 3

[effyoucmpnyman]

*Of course he wouldn't go to the hospital when they all split up, it wasn't safe. And Jinx was safe. Besides, she fixes things, right? He makes it in though the back door before his legs just won't go any further. His position had been compromised during the mission and he had to act quickly which.. involved getting smacked into by a car and thrown halfway across the road. But he'd had enough adrenaline to keep running with busted ribs, arm and shrapnel from his now destroyed cell phone embedded in his thigh. But once he gets there, that was enough, he isn't going any further. At least he didn't get shot again.*

Buahaha.. you cad.

[tinkerfae]

[She can hear the door from where she's lounging in bed reading. Getting up, she pads quietly through the house, frowning when she realizes she smells blood. Blood? Moving more quickly, she comes into the kitchen and lets out a yip of shock when she sees the source of the smell]

What the-- Jake? Oh my god. Oh my god, you're hurt. Oh..

[She wavers briefly, fighting between the urges of rushing to him and picking him up and finding out who did this and ripping their arms off]

I can't help it, all of these good memes!

[effyoucmpnyman]

*He rolls onto his good side, he can do that at least and looks up at her a little helplessly. It's really not something he enjoys, but he trusts her just as much as he trusts the guys, and he doesn't trust anyone else.*

Jinx.. ow.

I'm not complaining :D

[tinkerfae]

Oh.. baby.. [Jinx comes over, crouching down beside him tentatively. He's bleeding and she makes a small, piqued noise at that]

Honey, we need to get your clothes off. I can.. stop the bleeding and speed up the healing process, but it won't go so good through your shirt. And then I'll need to go over and see what else is wrong..

[Which looked to be a whole lot] And then I'm going to find who did this to you and kill them. Slowly.

me neither >> *pets memes*

[effyoucmpnyman]

Awww, I knew you wanted to get me outta these clothes... *Sup. Bit out of it? Yeeah. He'll get over it though.*

I kinda got uh.. hit by a car-ow! Owwwww that hurts. *Omg, not moving anymore :| that hurts*

*feeds meme's snacks*

[tinkerfae]

Any time, Jake. [She tried to grin, but it slipped off her face when grimaced in pain. Growling, she reached over and ripped his shirt open, showing her the wound, then in a small flash, she was flying through the neck hole of her shirt, hovering over him and dusting him with sparkles. Silvery-white, they dusted his gashes, slowing and eventually stopping the bleeding. In another flash, she was back to normal, pulling her clothes on quickly so she could come back over and look him over]

Honey, I'm going to have to pick you up. I need to get you in bed so I can set your arm and do all that nifty doctoring stuff that you're going to hate, okay?

lolololol meme biscuits. good meme!

[effyoucmpnyman]

*He kind of watches, but he's not sure if it's a hallucination or not, it's pretty weird to see her just zip in and out with the the sparkles. It doesn't hurt all that much, it just feels.. weird. And by the time she gets bigger, he tries to move again*

I can walk. Ow.. no.. no I can't..

*chortles* Yis...

[tinkerfae]

Here, suck it up, Buttercup, and put your arm around my shoulder. I'm going to carry you upstairs and I don't want to hear any guff about it, got it?

[Bending down, she gently slipped her arm under his knees and back, lifting him smoothly and walking carefully to her room] And no jokes about me carrying over the threshold. Not when I can't whup your butt for it.

[effyoucmpnyman]

*He blinks and stares up at her for a long time before he tries to move and put his good arm around her shoulders* You're worse than Cougar. *Who is less than gentle. Sometimes--he can be gentle, really, but he has been known to poke a tender bruise when Jensen starts whining* Ow.. okay.. let's just go.

[tinkerfae]

[And go they did, moving quickly to her room where she set him down gently on her bed]

You're a mess. A bloody, awful mess.

[effyoucmpnyman]

*He flops back against the pillow, and by flop, meaning lays back as gently as freaking possible because of the ow. But laying on the bed is way better*

Wasn't my fault.

[tinkerfae]

Then tell me whose it was so when I'm done patching you up, I can go pummel the shit out of them for this. [She's grumbling as she disappears into her bathroom, sorting through her first-aid supplies]

[effyoucmpnyman]

Noo.. no don't. Wasn't their fault, dude in a car. Or a chick. I kinda didn't see, it happened too fast. *Nevermind the escaping the thugs part. That might be a little important, and he might leave that part out*

[tinkerfae]

Oh, it's happening. [She said, very matter of factly. No one messed with her Jakey and lived to tell about it]

Now shush.. I have to cut all your clothes off so I don't displace anything that's broken. How you can turn something so fun into a chore...

[effyoucmpnyman]

Aw man.. I liked this shirt. *He is laying still for her though, mostly because it hurts, and he doesn't like the idea of getting his clothing cut off, even by her. But he doesn't like that look on her face either*

M'sorry.