Thirteen Sickles

[vodkadrinksyou]

((OOC: Russia, Lithuania, and Skeith via second level. Mostly just voices, but occasional flickers to allow a glimpse to the first. And yes, feel free to assume a fuckton of ninjas. Just no threadsplits plox.))

[Humming goes here~] I don't see how it's a bad idea to give him vodka. It'd work, you know.

While it might dull the pain a little, i-it

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[cruciverbal]

Something the matter?

[kryzius]

[Noticeably shivers.]

His lung was punctured, yes.

[cruciverbal]

[Ignores the creepiness of Russia for the moment and studies the bandages a bit more]

It looks like you've done a very good job with the bandages here.

[Nibbles at his thumb]

I don't suppose you have access to X-ray equipment?

[vodkadrinksyou]

Not really. Do you know how to work one? 'Cause I don't.

[His gloves are very interesting.]

[kryzius]

I wouldn't know how to make one work even if we had it. [Sighs.]

[cruciverbal]

In theory, yes.

[Sighs]

I'm not sure what else can be done for him, without real medical assistance. He can't be left alone.

[vodkadrinksyou]

[He laughs. It's a very nervous laugh.]

Oh, then we're in luck! I don't leave people alone very often.

[He grips his hands together again, throwing a slight glance in Lithuania's direction.]

[kryzius]

We can stay with him.

[He glances at Russia in return, a bit nervously.]

[cruciverbal]

You'll need help.

[Hope everyone's OK with B sticking around - he finds a nearby chair and pulls it over closer to where Skeith is, then hops up on it to sit, crouched, studying Skeith and nibbling at his thumb.]

[vodkadrinksyou]

If you say so.

[He shrugs, and goes back to humming to himself, trying to pay as much attention to them as possible. It's harder than it looks, it really is.]

[kryzius]

[Lithuania's half monitoring Skeith and half watching Russia, looking very nervous. At least now he has help.]

...Thank you for the aid.

[cruciverbal]

You're welcome.

[B doesn't look over at Lithuania when he speaks, and continues staring at Skeith and nibbling his thumb for a bit longer before speaking again.]

I've seen him with a chest wound before. He seemed to think conventional medical practices wouldn't be of use.

[thefirstphase]

Because conventional practices only work on conventional subjects.

[Turns head slightly to stare at, not necessarily a glare but there's certainly an annoyance behind the apathy.] Why are you here anyway?

[vodkadrinksyou]

He was giving us bandages!

[Derp :B]

[cruciverbal]

You have a sucking chest wound, Skeith.

[Very matter-of-fact about it, too.]

I have medical training. Are you in a lot of pain?

[thefirstphase]

As if I wasn't aware.

[Eyeroll and a scoff all in one.] I've dealt with far worse. This situation's got nothing on it.