medic?
He hadn’t meant to slice open his knee, of course, it just happened. He’d been finishing up a run down the beach and had mounted the path up toward the compound when he’d tripped on an exposed root, sending him tumbling on his ass. Thankfully no one had been there to see it, but he’d ripped his knee a bit on the fall. "Shit," he muttered, eying the blood dripping down his leg.
He was headed to the compound to shower anyway, so he limped his way up, trying to avoid dripping too much on the shrubbery. Leaving a trail. He grinned to himself, hauling off down the hallway to the clinic, tossing a glance over his shoulder at the few smears of blood on the floor. Dang. He’d have to come back for that. He knew someone would be on his ass for leaving the place a mess.
He quickly yanked over a stool, propping his foot on it and wetting a towel, mopping up the blood that had made it down the side of his shin. He wrinkled his nose, cleaning out the cut carefully; it wasn’t that bad of a cut, thankfully, but it still managed to bleed like a friggin’ face wound. "Damn."
[OOC: Find Booth over the sink, patching himself up. Come one, come all-doctors, old friends, the works. And yes, there is a trail of blood down the hallway to the clinic; not a lot, just a few smears.]
He was headed to the compound to shower anyway, so he limped his way up, trying to avoid dripping too much on the shrubbery. Leaving a trail. He grinned to himself, hauling off down the hallway to the clinic, tossing a glance over his shoulder at the few smears of blood on the floor. Dang. He’d have to come back for that. He knew someone would be on his ass for leaving the place a mess.
He quickly yanked over a stool, propping his foot on it and wetting a towel, mopping up the blood that had made it down the side of his shin. He wrinkled his nose, cleaning out the cut carefully; it wasn’t that bad of a cut, thankfully, but it still managed to bleed like a friggin’ face wound. "Damn."
[OOC: Find Booth over the sink, patching himself up. Come one, come all-doctors, old friends, the works. And yes, there is a trail of blood down the hallway to the clinic; not a lot, just a few smears.]