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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 8, 2010 22:05:25 GMT -5
Chika breathed in the crisp air of early morning, she had been gone for a long while and the city seemed to have been changed in her absence. Not physically, but the clans had been changed. And while that was all well and good it still made the girl sigh. Oh well, at least the view was still great. Her duffle bag with her belongings was slung across her back, it felt good to be back home.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 8, 2010 22:10:20 GMT -5
Michael moved around dizzy like, actually one could say the teen was drunk. He couldn't keep his balance, and was about to tip over. Now he wasn't drunk, just really tired and beat up pretty badly. It gave himself a reminder, that pissing of a big blucky guy was a nono. His ribs hurt, his nose was probably broken, and he was sure his right arm was as well. He waked until he fell down at girls feet.
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 8, 2010 22:15:37 GMT -5
Chika heard the disoriented footsteps of a person coming up behind her. She stiffened and grabbed for her ever-present drumsticks in case the stumbler turned hostile. There was a thump just behind her and the red head whirled, stopping short as she beheld a Kuma boy, perhaps a bit younger than herself in pretty bad shape.
The Tora dropped to her knees. "Kid, wake up!" She said, worrying over him. She didn't dare shake him lest she damage him further. She tapped his left arm with one of her sticks though, since it appeared to be one of the not-so-damaged areas.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 8, 2010 22:26:01 GMT -5
Michael groaned, and then winced with pain as she poked his arm. Sure it wasn't broken, but it still hurt like hell. He tried to speak, but it came out in pieces. "h..he..hel..help...m..me."
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 8, 2010 22:33:33 GMT -5
Chika's eyes widened. Yeah, he was only a little younger than she was. "What is it that hurts?" She said, getting serious and rolling up her sleeves. "C'mon kid, stay awake now." She snapped her fingers by his partially-visible face.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 8, 2010 22:44:07 GMT -5
Michael groaned again, and then said. "Every.....thing." her snapping her fingers wasn't helping. As Michael soon lost conscience, his head falling onto the ground with a thud.
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 8, 2010 23:26:42 GMT -5
Chika sighed and rolled the boy so he was on his back. She had basic first aid training, not much, but enough to at least do a little bit to help. She unzipped her duffel and pulled out two clean shirts to start wiping away the blood. He appeared to have a broken arm and nose, she couldn't tell much beyond that, though the trouble he seemed to have breathing made it seem like he had damaged his ribs.
She snagged a clean-looking pipe from the wall. It was free of rust and dust and would have to do. She took out another shirt and tore it into strips in preparation to bind his arm. She couldn't do much for the nose yet though.
"Hang tough, Kid." Chika said before taking a deep breath and snapping the bone back into place. She quickly made a splint with the pipe and ripped shirt, hoping it would stick together long enough to make it to the hospital.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 8, 2010 23:32:10 GMT -5
Michael jolt awake from the pain his nose had just went through. He winced, before saying "Thanks." he then quickly faded out again. He was in bad shape, underneath his shirt was a scar, that still had blood coming out of it. And his left leg also had one going up it. Losing so much blood was the reason he couldn't keep awake.
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 9, 2010 17:38:42 GMT -5
"Fuck," Chika swore as she saw more blood seeping through his shirt. "What giant blender did you piss off, kid?" She took off the Kuma's shirt, the gouge was long and not too deep, but it was deep enough to warrant attention. She took out one of her clean bedsheets. The Tora had been planning on staying at the HQ now that she was back, but she'd simply have to find new sheets. Her own linens didn't amount to the boy's life. She tore it in half and then ripped one half into strips, Chika began staunching the bleeding before binding the makeshift bandage to his chest.
Next came the leg. The drummer took out a pocketknife, carefully slicing off the material of his pants near the injury. The Tora took a spare belt (smaller than the one she wore now, it was intended to be used as an accessory on the legs or arms, really) and cinched it around his upper thigh before taking the rest of the strips of sheet and wrapping it up. She kept the belt on for good measure.
She tapped his temple. "Wake up, kid." She said, pleaded really. "I've gotta pick you up now, there's no phone to call an ambulence with up here."
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 9, 2010 17:45:34 GMT -5
Michael woke up, and groaned as he talked. "No...No hospital. I'm...f..fine." he said. As he pushed himself up painfully, he groaned again, he really needed to learn when to shut up. He had finally got to his legs, before he fell again. This grabbing on to the girl's arm to keep his balance, only to actually fall on top of her.
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 9, 2010 18:33:13 GMT -5
Chika frowned at him. "You're bleeding heavily and you've got broken bones all over. You're going to the hos-" It was at this point in the red-head's tirade that the Kuma toppled and the teen let out a yelp as they crashed to the ground.
Her eye twitched. "Off my boobs ya pervert." She hissed, rolling out from under him, keeping a hand on his shoulder to prevent him from hitting his damaged areas on the floor.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 9, 2010 18:43:10 GMT -5
Michael chuckled, "Sorry I wasn't trying to do anything like that." he winced. It hurt to talk, he tried to stand again. This time actually being able to. He looked at her, "See I'm perfectly fine." he said, lieing through his teeth. "My names Michael by the way." he said, he felt like crap. "Thanks."
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 10, 2010 17:26:49 GMT -5
"Nice ta meetcha Mike, I'm Chika." The Tora introduced herself with a grin and stood. "And there is no way that you're alright, you can't even stand, your arm's broken, and you're still bleeding." She leveled him a stern look. "You're going to get looked at, alright?" Her tone made it clear there was no room for arguing.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 10, 2010 18:54:06 GMT -5
Michael chuckled then grabbed his side as his face turned into a painful gaze. He looked at Chika, "I'm perfectly fine, I don't need to be looked at." he said, wincing a bit. Michael was stubborn, that much was sure. He looked at himself, he was in bad shape maybe help would be a good thing. He shook his head, "No, I can't I'm fine I don't need a hospital besides they'll just be there waiting." he thought to himself. He smiled at Chika, and said "Thanks for your help, but I'll be going now." he started walking slowly limping as he did so.
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Post by Chikako Tendoken on Nov 10, 2010 20:24:13 GMT -5
Chika trotted beside him and slung his good arm over her shoulder to support him. "There's a few flights of stairs here, and you aren't going to break ANOTHER bone while I'm here." The pair took a few more steps before Chika asked, "So who or what did this to you?" She asked, concern ringing clear in her voice.
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