Once more into the breach...

[evasivepudding]

Day: Day 5
Characters: Lloyd Asplund (evasivepudding), Yatilla (bloodstreaked), Winters Sokaro (pleasuresinpain)
Summary: Examination of the wound by a...uh...scientist
DAY/NIGHT & Time: First Rec
Status: Closed/Incomplete

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[evasivepudding]

Lloyd chuckled to himself as he pushed open the door, not offended in the slightest bit. "And I'm happy to see you too, Sokaro," he countered, smiling up at the taller man. "At least I know that my ass, being pale, skinny, and part of a scientist, is forever safe from you."

His face abruptly became serious as he spotted Yatilla, lying pale and exhausted on the bed. The signs of blood loss were brutally clear, as well Yatilla's obvious pain.

"Aha~" he said softly, pulling the bottle of painkillers out of his pocket and holding it up for Yatilla to see, leaning forward as he did so. "Aren't you glad I brought these? Much better than alcohol for pain, and with less adverse side-effects. I have clean bandages, too, since you can't always keep the same ones."

"So," he continued, pushing up the sleeves of his coat and sweater to get them out of the way as he focused his attention on where a man's leg used to be. The white of the sheets, the line of the leg still attached made the missing space obvious, drawing his gaze. For once, he made no pretense of mockery or detachment; he was suddenly serious, all business. "I have to undo these bandages and see the wound. I'm going to do my best not to hurt you, but I don't know the condition of what's underneath. I don't know if the bandages are going to cling, and I don't know how it will react to the open air. You're going to have to bear with me on this, or we'll never get anywhere." He looked between them, first at Sokaro, then at Yatilla. "You understand this, right?"