One Night
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:29pm
Thread Topic: One Night
-
"This will help them heal, dumb---." He moved to his other wing, doing the same. He sighed. "You're such an arse sometimes..
-
He held in the yell. Then looked down. "Well, you're such a child sometimes."
-
*"
"Glad to know you wanted someone who acted like a child to sacrifice himself in front of his kid," Twisted hissed. "I'm lucky she scared the s--- out of them. Or rather.. Satan did for her." -
"There would be another idiot off the planet." He muttered to himself. "But. Thank you."
-
Twisted shrugged. "Whatever. I'm hurting worse than you.. Ricky and Lila had poisoned daggers. I think I'm sicker than I had been." He stood, going over to Rowan.
-
He nodded and sat up. He looked over to the two. "I can help heal your wounds."
-
"Nah.. They'll go away-" He stopped as he remembered he was human and that the pain wasn't going to go away. He grumbled. "..Help me check Rowan."
-
"Okay. " he slowly got up from the couch and walked over to them. "Im going to heal you next. Whether you like it or nah."
-
Twisted gently slipped off Rowan's shirt. Luckily, she was wearing a training bra, and so it wouldn't be considered being a peeping tom. There were a couple of bruises along her stomach, and her shoulders had cuts.
-
"Hm." He examined the wounds. "Applying an ice pack can help. Then add heat. Afterwards Arnica and Aloe vera gel would help. Then bandage it. Do you have any disinfectant spray for the cuts?"
-
Twisted went to the freezer, grabbing an ice pack. He went over to Horatio, thrusting it into his hands. "I think there's something in that bag that Harley dropped off.. Or a lot of things."
-
He took the bag. "Good good." He laid the ice pack on her stomach where the bruises were. "Just got to let that stay there for a bit." He looked in to the bag that Harley left. Yeah it had just what they needed. He took out the spray and bandages. He propped her up slightly using his knee. He sprayed it on the cuts and wrapped it up. "Okay, no your tur-" His head started to hurt again. After concentrating more on his wings he forgot about getting slammed down earlier. "I think I have a concussion.."
-
Now*
-
Twisted wrapped his arms around the angel's waist, pulling him away from Rowan and the bag. From there, he pulled him to the couch, sitting down and pulling Horatio onto his lap. "Don't push yourself. You've done a lot of good deeds, okay? I think you need to rest.. If I die, it's no problem. If you die, it'll be pretty bad on me and Rowan. So.. Just rest, okay, idiot?" He gently out his head on his back.
-
"...don't say things like that..." He tried to sound harsh but it came out more gentle than he needed. His face was blushing slightly. "Just let me heal you, dips---."
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
