he's not even the most competent healer in the room
kestrel
05-11-2024, 09:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-11-2024, 09:58 PM by Wake. Edited 2 times in total.)
Wake is, perhaps, the least competent healer the Raiders have on their roster. Far more concerned with that which would make him feel, than that which makes him not. The boy is a thrill seeker, and that's all. Still, mum's rabbit didn't look like he was taking any prisoners today, and Wake knew better than to pull anyone more competent from their work.
Shouldering a bag of stuff that looked not-unlike the one Sakana brought when he was tending Wake himself, the boy is off. Surely he can wipe out and sew up a few cuts, right? Dragging out a clean blanket and draping it around his shoulders, that'll be helpful too. Following the rabbit back to the source of the call, Wake's brows lift.
"Go a couple rounds with the bottom of the sea?" Already beginning to assess his patient from the jump, Wake begins to set himself up.
An uproar of sorts is enough to rouse Jael, though she watches only from the shadows. The unsettling, steady gaze... she can't be away from Modesty long, especially these days. Still, she's unwilling to come into the light. The tumultuous events, as of late, have been tough on the little dog.
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Kestrel
The Modyguard
Advanced Fighter (60)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
15
15
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-11-2024, 10:22 PM
Kes woke with a start, unaware that he had drifted off at all. His belly was warm and full, and his throat no longer dryer than the sand. His coat was stiff and uncomfortable, full of dried salt and sand, but he could ignore the discomfort. More importantly, now that he was awake, his front paw burned with pain.
It took him a few moments to realise that someone had spoken, which is what had disturbed him in the first place. He looked with red, blurry eyes at the newcomer. Their coat was a shocking splash of sunset-orange. Was everyone in this pack as bright as Modesty and this wolf?
Speaking of Modesty, he could feel his new liege at his back, still offering him her warmth. He raised his head, and glanced over at her, before the stranger. “The sea won this round” he replied somewhat begrudgingly.
05-11-2024, 10:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-11-2024, 10:42 PM by Wake. Edited 1 time in total.)
Assessing the man with open curiosity, Wake doesn't waste time. He'd been called out to do a job, and that job was pretty plainly laid before him. Setting some clean scraps of rawhide in a bowl to soften and soak, pulling out one of Jael's snake rib needles for later, and fishing some cannabis from his bag, the boy works relatively quickly.
"Hey, you're the one who said it not me," but still, he's smirking. "Open your mouth." It's a quick direction, one that comes without warning. Wake lifts the man's lip, pleased to find his gums still have some color. Picking a spot and pressing down with a blunt nail, then watching as the pink hue returned. "You're not in shock, at least." Tone matter-of-fact, turning to rummage in his supplies.
"For the pain, before I start sewing you back together." What he lacks in bedside manner, he makes up for in drugs. Wake places a bundle of cannabis beside the stranger, wasting little time as he begins to (rather ungracefully) clean the man's wounds.
WAKE UP
"Hey, you're the one who said it not me," but still, he's smirking. "Open your mouth." It's a quick direction, one that comes without warning. Wake lifts the man's lip, pleased to find his gums still have some color. Picking a spot and pressing down with a blunt nail, then watching as the pink hue returned. "You're not in shock, at least." Tone matter-of-fact, turning to rummage in his supplies.
"For the pain, before I start sewing you back together." What he lacks in bedside manner, he makes up for in drugs. Wake places a bundle of cannabis beside the stranger, wasting little time as he begins to (rather ungracefully) clean the man's wounds.
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Kestrel
The Modyguard
Advanced Fighter (60)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
15
15
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-12-2024, 04:36 PM
Despite the small nap, Kestrel was still feeling too beaten up to put up much of a fight when the healer began his work. The young male’s first instruction wasn’t questioned, but perhaps it should have been. The other wolf suddenly pushed something cold and odd into his gums. Kes frowned but didn’t immediately pull away. He’d never heard of that tactic before, but he couldn’t really protest it.
He sniffed at the offered medicine, the idea of relief from the pain was far too tempting to deny. He took some of the drug and chewed on it thoughtfully. Before he was done, the orange wolf was already moving on. Cleaning at his wounds, which were layered in salt. Kes grimaced a couple times, but didn’t complain. “Thanks, I’m Kestrel” He said after a moment. Knowing the use of supplies on him was no small thing.
05-12-2024, 06:56 PM
Though the man looks confused, baffled in fact, he doesn't recoil. Really, he's bad enough off to just... let Wake reach in his mouth? A somewhat-suffering look thrown to his mother over the bedraggled stranger's shoulder, brow knitting for a moment. This guy had to basically be on death's door, if he was going to take a licking like this and not retaliate. Hm... maybe he should have gotten Sakana, but Wake wasn't about to let his trepidation show.
Rinsing away the debris from the wounds and wiping them over with some alcohol, with little warning. That's what the pain meds were for, right? Fuck, manners-- Kestrel. "I'm Wake, I just uhhh do what my mom says." He shrugged, as if it's no big deal, muzzle pitching in Modesty's direction.
"This is going to suck for you," his gaze is brief on Kestrel's face, incredulous for a moment. Without more warning than that, Wake begins to stitch the largest of the cuts, carefully mending the wound. Well, as carefully as the boy is capable of-- the first stitches are close together, and quite even. As he moves down the wound, he falls victim to the strange curve and shape, stitch length becoming inconsistent and wobbly as he works. He's doing his best, okay?
WAKE UP
Rinsing away the debris from the wounds and wiping them over with some alcohol, with little warning. That's what the pain meds were for, right? Fuck, manners-- Kestrel. "I'm Wake, I just uhhh do what my mom says." He shrugged, as if it's no big deal, muzzle pitching in Modesty's direction.
"This is going to suck for you," his gaze is brief on Kestrel's face, incredulous for a moment. Without more warning than that, Wake begins to stitch the largest of the cuts, carefully mending the wound. Well, as carefully as the boy is capable of-- the first stitches are close together, and quite even. As he moves down the wound, he falls victim to the strange curve and shape, stitch length becoming inconsistent and wobbly as he works. He's doing his best, okay?
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Kestrel
The Modyguard
Advanced Fighter (60)
Intermediate Intellectual (40)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
15
15
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-15-2024, 02:25 PM
The brightly toned wolf introduced himself as Wake, and at the mention of his mum, he raised his head just enough to glance at the wolf offering her warmth behind him. Did he mean Modesty? It might somewhat explain the bright colors. A nudge of the other wolf’s muzzle seemed to indicate exactly that.
This is going to suck for you. He gave the wolf an incredulous look. What healer spoke like that? Wait, this wolf was a healer, right? He had taken it as fact, without ever verifying. But it was a little too late to start having doubts now.
When the younger wolf started his stitches, Kes let out a hiss, and forced himself to remain as still as possible. Knowing to move would only make it worse.
06-02-2024, 08:38 AM
He's a sort of healer-- the best they could spare. Put nicely, Wake is the equivalent of having your dealer do your stitches on the kitchen table because there isn't anyone sober enough on hand to drive to the emergency room. Whatever stops the bleeding, right?
Tying the first row of stitches off rather clumsily, Wake looks up to Kestrel. "One down, one to go." A rueful smile, moving onto the next. It's a gory process, but he doesn't mind much. Why does this look so much easier when Sakana does it? Fuck, dude. With some degree of difficulty, he gets the second large wound closed too. Rinsing the blood from his own paws and offering a grin, it looks... good enough. It was probably going to scar anyway.
WAKE UP
Tying the first row of stitches off rather clumsily, Wake looks up to Kestrel. "One down, one to go." A rueful smile, moving onto the next. It's a gory process, but he doesn't mind much. Why does this look so much easier when Sakana does it? Fuck, dude. With some degree of difficulty, he gets the second large wound closed too. Rinsing the blood from his own paws and offering a grin, it looks... good enough. It was probably going to scar anyway.
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