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[hell_inmyhead]

[Action; 504 Ricardo Street]

[Chrona is standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror and poking her nose. It's bent at a strange angle, and the swelling is dark, nearly black. She winces every time she touches it.]

I can't fix it... it hurts. I don't know how to deal with this...

[Attempted filter from Medusa; Voice]

[Well here's a voice

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aaaaah I've been meaning to tag you at some point forever XD

[buildstherobots]

You have to set it and get it splinted. What happened to your face?

[buildstherobots]

[Dist closes his good eye while the fake one clicks a bit, shifting its internal lenses to magnify the break somewhat.]

A little. It's broken, doing anything to it is going to hurt. Breathe, and count to three.

[He braces his thumbs on either side of her nose.]

[hell_inmyhead]

[Chrona's eyes squeeze shut as she holds her breath. She's been hurt way worse (scythes through the gut really hurt!), but that doesn't mean it doesn't affect her at all!]

One... two... t-three...

[buildstherobots]

[On "two," Dist presses, squeezing in on the side that's broken and bracing the spot with his other thumb so it won't push too far and become misaligned the other way. It's more difficult than he'd expected it to be, and it takes a shove before it finally clicks and shifts over.

Yeah, Chrona, there's probably a lot of blood coming out of your nose right now.]

[hell_inmyhead]

[OH SON OF A BITCH THAT HURTS. Chrona flails a little, but she's trying to be good and doesn't totally pull away as Dist finishes up.

Oh, and the blood that's now dripping out of her nose? Black as ink.]

Owwww.....

[buildstherobots]

[Dist doesn't let up immediately, feeling along the ridge to make sure it feels straight... and it does. Even Dist himself is taken a little aback. Had that really worked?

Of course, the inkblood leaking down her face surprises him a bit more. He pulls his hands away, not wanting to touch it.]

It's... it's black. Is that normal?

[hell_inmyhead]

[Aaand Chrona takes a step back. Nervousness rising...]

Uh... y-yeah... my blood is black. It's always been black...

[buildstherobots]

Uhh... here.

[Dist digs in his pocket and pulls out a bag full of gauze squares. He still isn't keen on actually touching the weird blood himself, but he does open the bag, pulling out a few and handing them over.]>

I didn't... bring anything to brace it with.

[hell_inmyhead]

[Chrona takes them, gently pressing a couple to her nose. The bleeding should stop in a few seconds, if Ragnarok is feeling nice...]

There might be something here you can use...

[buildstherobots]

If nothing else, we can go to the pharmacy and get a finger splint. What do you have in the kitchen?