︸ Second Flight ︸ Damage Control (Permanent Video)

Nov 15, 2010 19:17

[The image was still since the device was propped on the chair in the lobby. Toothless, aka. Sable, Lilly and Scales, is fighting off what looks
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comment: eddie riggs, comment: hatori sohma, toothless, plot: soul eater

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[In Person] kingroadie November 16 2010, 12:00:14 UTC
[Toothless/dragon of many names- doesn't get to sleep too long. Thanks to sudden an inexplicable roadie. But hey he has bandages! He's not sure what else he needed, so he's also toting a water bottle and preoxide. Probably won't work on a dragon, but hey he wants to help.]

Ey, Scales? It alright if I wake you up for a little bit? I wanna see if I can help fix you up.

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[In Person] babynightshade November 16 2010, 21:43:25 UTC
[She recognized Eddies scent and didn't seem alarmed. She lets out a low growl that wasn't out of anger but more out of pain. She closed her eyes and let him work, revealing her wounds that ranged from glass embedded in between her scales and cuts from the Kinshin's teeth and claws were visible.]

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[In Person] kingroadie November 17 2010, 01:59:13 UTC
[The roadie doesn't need any encouragement to jump in on helping the dragon. He carefully moving to pick the glass out of her scales. He glad he had extra bandages so he could dab the worst of the smaller cuts with a ripped off piece of gauze. The peroxide probably fizzing. He offering a brief disclaimer of the potential sting to Toothless.] Just as a warnin', the stuff I'm gonna be puttin' on the cuts, s'gonna burn a little. So bare with it alright?

[With that he gently starts dabbing at the smaller cuts, he working his way across that to start actually bandaging places he can fix up.]

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[In Person] babynightshade November 17 2010, 02:08:25 UTC
[The sting was the least of her worries. It was the fatigue that she suffered from and the bruising that she suffered from while being tossed about that the scales covered up very well.

A low purr came through her chest, breaking the silence and letting Eddie know that she's at least trying to remain hopeful.]

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[In Person] 20adaydragon November 17 2010, 01:17:06 UTC
[Alright... so he'd seen what looked like a western dragon.. But regardless it looked hurt. He might not have had a knowledge of the biology of animals, but he could certainly try.

Slowly he approached the dragon, holding his hand out in front of him as he did so. Those of the zodiac usually attracted the animal they were, so.. hopefully he'd register as something that wasn't a threat.]

...Easy..

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[In Person] babynightshade November 17 2010, 01:34:13 UTC
[There was a moan from the dragon but there was no growl or grumble from her. It was like a kindred spirit was talking to her and she sensed that he was only being cautious but not harmful. She moved a bit so he could take a better look at her injuries. Small shards of glass were embedded between the scales on her back, shoulders and head. Cuts from bits and throwing attacks.

She purrs slowly, her body in tremendous pain, she closes her eyes to let him work.]

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[In Person] 20adaydragon November 17 2010, 02:01:41 UTC
[Now able to look at the wounds better his brows draw. A slight twinge from his own eye at the sight of the embedded shards. Reaching into his bag he placed on his gloves and retrieved a sterilised pair of tweezers.]

This may hurt, so please bear with me.

[No point in dragging this out, it was better to remove them as quick as possible than drag out the dragon's pain. As he did his free hand was doing it's best to soothe her, petting the scales in circular motions. Though he knew that she needed painkillers and probably bandages. However the dosage of painkillers would be patchy, so he'd settled for dressing the wounds for now.]

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[In Person] babynightshade November 17 2010, 02:11:44 UTC
[Her ears and wings twitches with each pull of those tweezers, removing those glass shards. She understood what he said and tries her best not to let the pain get to her. Bruised, tired and with tiny cuts littering her body would wear on anyone. He chest gave a deep rumbling purr that she was doing the best she could.]

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