Nick smiles into the hug. "Thats good.." he mumbles into their shoulder
Suddenly, Mauric withdraws from the embrace. “What am I doing? You’re badly injured! You need fluids and sutures and stuff!” He grabs the bowl of consommé and hands it to Nick. “Drink this and I’ll get you sorted out.”
Nicholas smiles a bit, taking the bowl and slowly drinking it.
Mauric carefully raises Nick’s shirt, examining any remaining wounds and feeling for broken ribs.
One of his ribs is slightly shattered
“Okay. This isn’t too bad. But are you having any difficulty breathing? Or does the inside of your chest cavity feel abnormally warm? And do any of your other bones feel damaged?”
"No, yes, no.." he mumbles sleepily
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick smiles into the hug. "Thats good.." he mumbles into their shoulder
Suddenly, Mauric withdraws from the embrace. “What am I doing? You’re badly injured! You need fluids and sutures and stuff!” He grabs the bowl of consommé and hands it to Nick. “Drink this and I’ll get you sorted out.”
Nicholas smiles a bit, taking the bowl and slowly drinking it.
Mauric carefully raises Nick’s shirt, examining any remaining wounds and feeling for broken ribs.
One of his ribs is slightly shattered
“Okay. This isn’t too bad. But are you having any difficulty breathing? Or does the inside of your chest cavity feel abnormally warm? And do any of your other bones feel damaged?”
"No, yes, no.." he mumbles sleepily
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
He nods tiredly. "I feel sleepy...." he mumbles
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick smiles into the hug. "Thats good.." he mumbles into their shoulder
Suddenly, Mauric withdraws from the embrace. “What am I doing? You’re badly injured! You need fluids and sutures and stuff!” He grabs the bowl of consommé and hands it to Nick. “Drink this and I’ll get you sorted out.”
Nicholas smiles a bit, taking the bowl and slowly drinking it.
Mauric carefully raises Nick’s shirt, examining any remaining wounds and feeling for broken ribs.
One of his ribs is slightly shattered
“Okay. This isn’t too bad. But are you having any difficulty breathing? Or does the inside of your chest cavity feel abnormally warm? And do any of your other bones feel damaged?”
"No, yes, no.." he mumbles sleepily
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
He nods tiredly. "I feel sleepy...." he mumbles
*gtg for like twenty min or so*
Mauric looks worried. “Okay, I need you to stay awake until I’m sure you’re gonna be alright. Please try to keep yourself up a little longer. I might have to insert a siphon.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick smiles into the hug. "Thats good.." he mumbles into their shoulder
Suddenly, Mauric withdraws from the embrace. “What am I doing? You’re badly injured! You need fluids and sutures and stuff!” He grabs the bowl of consommé and hands it to Nick. “Drink this and I’ll get you sorted out.”
Nicholas smiles a bit, taking the bowl and slowly drinking it.
Mauric carefully raises Nick’s shirt, examining any remaining wounds and feeling for broken ribs.
One of his ribs is slightly shattered
“Okay. This isn’t too bad. But are you having any difficulty breathing? Or does the inside of your chest cavity feel abnormally warm? And do any of your other bones feel damaged?”
"No, yes, no.." he mumbles sleepily
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
He nods tiredly. "I feel sleepy...." he mumbles
*gtg for like twenty min or so*
Mauric looks worried. “Okay, I need you to stay awake until I’m sure you’re gonna be alright. Please try to keep yourself up a little longer. I might have to insert a siphon.”
*Yea. im about to have to go to work soon*
He nods, fighting to stay awake
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick smiles into the hug. "Thats good.." he mumbles into their shoulder
Suddenly, Mauric withdraws from the embrace. “What am I doing? You’re badly injured! You need fluids and sutures and stuff!” He grabs the bowl of consommé and hands it to Nick. “Drink this and I’ll get you sorted out.”
Nicholas smiles a bit, taking the bowl and slowly drinking it.
Mauric carefully raises Nick’s shirt, examining any remaining wounds and feeling for broken ribs.
One of his ribs is slightly shattered
“Okay. This isn’t too bad. But are you having any difficulty breathing? Or does the inside of your chest cavity feel abnormally warm? And do any of your other bones feel damaged?”
"No, yes, no.." he mumbles sleepily
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
He nods tiredly. "I feel sleepy...." he mumbles
*gtg for like twenty min or so*
Mauric looks worried. “Okay, I need you to stay awake until I’m sure you’re gonna be alright. Please try to keep yourself up a little longer. I might have to insert a siphon.”
*Yea. im about to have to go to work soon*
He nods, fighting to stay awake
*back*
Mauric feels around the area of the fracture and sighs in relief. “I think… it should be minor enough to heal on its own. And if not, I can definitely get it magically. You’re gonna be fine.”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick nods. “I know that I’ll be safe around ya. So I trust you.” He says with a sleepy smile
Mauric sits at the other end, watching him worriedly. “Get plenty of rest. It’ll take you a while to heal fully.”
*gotta go to work :/*
He rests his head in Maurics lap and falls asleep
*have a good day mate. also I’ve made an executive decision to retcon all of Mauric’s murders out of existence. He is no longer a serial killer and is just a standard gay furry*
Mauric looks down at him, tired and worried but happy. Eventually, he also dozes off.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
“Okay, you might be bleeding internally then. The rib may have slightly punctured the chest cavity. Though your lungs are probably fine, and I don’t think you’re at risk for pneumonia right now.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods tiredly. "I feel sleepy...." he mumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*gtg for like twenty min or so*
Mauric looks worried. “Okay, I need you to stay awake until I’m sure you’re gonna be alright. Please try to keep yourself up a little longer. I might have to insert a siphon.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yea. im about to have to go to work soon*
He nods, fighting to stay awake
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*back*
Mauric feels around the area of the fracture and sighs in relief. “I think… it should be minor enough to heal on its own. And if not, I can definitely get it magically. You’re gonna be fine.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*cut for jobah*
Nick nods. “I know that I’ll be safe around ya. So I trust you.” He says with a sleepy smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric sits at the other end, watching him worriedly. “Get plenty of rest. It’ll take you a while to heal fully.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*gotta go to work :/*
He rests his head in Maurics lap and falls asleep
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*have a good day mate. also I’ve made an executive decision to retcon all of Mauric’s murders out of existence. He is no longer a serial killer and is just a standard gay furry*
Mauric looks down at him, tired and worried but happy. Eventually, he also dozes off.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Im back everyone.*
*yooooo*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*How goes it Jobah?*
*well I have Dr Pepper rn so not bad at all*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*why not Cola?*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*it costs more*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(afternoon)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Not a soda dude myself, but that sound pretty cool.*
*so anyone wanna rp*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Im down, who you want to deal with?*
*idk who you got, or would you prefer me to set up my characters*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.