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Just a Scratch [TW: Blood]
We've all seen it before. Someone shows up to the Nexus, fresh from some assault or battle, all beaten and bruised. It's just one of those things that happens in this place.
But it's usually newcomers, not well-established residents.
Ixis Naugus has hobbled his way to the Forum, leaning heavily on his staff and looking like hell. His face is covered in blood, in equal parts from his nose and a long diagonal cut slashed across his face. He's been bleeding from it long enough that it's streaked down his beard and stained a good portion of it red. The wizard is also sporting a gouge in his left side; a grievous puncture wound from the looks of it. That's got the whole of that side darkened with blood as well.
Naugus finds himself a chair and drops himself heavily into it, panting for breath. Adjusting both hand and claw on his staff, he looks about before managing a weary, possibly sarcastic, smile.
"How are you today? I'm fine."
But it's usually newcomers, not well-established residents.
Ixis Naugus has hobbled his way to the Forum, leaning heavily on his staff and looking like hell. His face is covered in blood, in equal parts from his nose and a long diagonal cut slashed across his face. He's been bleeding from it long enough that it's streaked down his beard and stained a good portion of it red. The wizard is also sporting a gouge in his left side; a grievous puncture wound from the looks of it. That's got the whole of that side darkened with blood as well.
Naugus finds himself a chair and drops himself heavily into it, panting for breath. Adjusting both hand and claw on his staff, he looks about before managing a weary, possibly sarcastic, smile.
"How are you today? I'm fine."
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Naugus takes what he's handed, squinting, trying (uselessly) to wipe blood from that one eye, and then squinting again. "I don't suppose you're any good with sutures?" Assuming the kit even has the equipment to do stitches.
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Jim's snorting but pulling out the tweezers and rubbing alcohol.
"You owe me a drink for this, Naugus."
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"She was more than capable in a fight! I wasn't victimizing anyone." Until he pulled his antics with the portal, anyway. "She was still outclassed, of course. She thought me an-...an impotent old fool." He snorts again, chuckling to himself.
"Why would I owe you anything? Be decent."
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All very poignant reasons for Naugus to be decent here too.
"Did you tell her you just spent time in my body? Impotent. Ha." He's moving to get to work, just let him rub everything down with the alcohol first, including his hands.
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Though recollection of the bodyswap might bring up some points; Jim by now knows better than anyone how Naugus' skin is tough and hide-like. A conventional suture's needle might not be enough to mend the cut on his face.
Welcome to try, though.
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"So, this is probably gonna hurt." Jim never said he was going to be careful. If it's a questing of the needle or Naugus's hide giving in first, well, then they might need something else.
He could just go get Bones' tricorder. but where's the fun in that?
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One eye snaps open again when poking starts though. "Ow," Naugus states simply with a profound frown. The implement manages to kinda poke through before...yup, it bends. Wonderful. "OW. Get off me. What are you doing? Butcher."
Although that raises some impressive questions as to what was good enough to punch through his side like it apparently did.
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It's for the best that Jim is talking too much to allow Naugus a word in edgewise. You really don't want to tell him who you were fighting with Naug. Stick with bear. It sounds cooler anyway.
"I'll be right back." Normally he'd just call Felix for magic hands, but he remembers that was the one thing Ixis was allergic to, so back to the ship for a spare regenerator and hypo it is. He'll just put it back before Bones knows any better. Less fun, but then he'll get bonus points with Verity for getting along with her racist grandpa housemate.
"Alright, you." He gives the hypo to Ixis. "Jam this into your neck. Trust me. It'll help with the pain. I'm gonna use this on your cuts to try and close the wounds. This thing works on Klingons, it should work on you."
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While Jim is gone, Naugus amuses himself with thinking back on his grand victory, snickering to himself, kicking his feet idly. At one point, he notices some blood got on the chaos emerald of his staff and stops laughing to scrub at it. With the glove that's already smeared with blood as well. It doesn't work well.
When Jim arrives, he squints with curiosity at the hypo. "Jam into my-...? What barbarism is this? Can't I just eat it?" He gnaws on it to try that out.
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He tsks as he sees the gash on the other's face, before shaking his head and holding the faintly glowing device over the skin. It itches slightly, but the wound starts to close up.
"Can't believe I'm helping you. .."
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"Porcupine woman...? No, no, the Quickster's a male. Wait, have you met him? Is he here!?" He looks around frantically, suddenly, probably jostling Jim's work. The bloodloss is making him weird.
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"Goddammit Naugus do you want this closed or not?" He pushes the magi further into the seat and tries to hold him steady while Jim keeps the device an inch or so above the regenerating skin. Hide. Whatever this guy has. "I don't know who that is and I don't care. I was commenting on your injuries. What else is hurt?"
It's going to be a minute until that face gash is closed fully, but Jim seems pretty committed to helping the guy out.
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He's rambling, slumping slightly to one side, eyes fluttering in an attempt to keep open. At least grampa telling his war stories keeps him still so that cut can get knit shut.