Companions react to an injured Sole
Cait(Platonic) : Cait was full of adrenaline when they, took down the last few raiders, she swung her bloody bat over her shoulder, and turned to face sole, who had a hand covering their left eye grimacing blood seeped between their fingers, “Holy shite..” Cait muttererd walking towards the other, “They got you good..”, she reached into her pocket and handed Sole some bandages and a stim, she nudged their shoulder with her bat, as they patched themselves up, “You weren’t completely shitty out there.” she smiled with a wink before walking off.
Cait (Romantic) : “Motherfucker..” Cait swore as she walked towards Sole with a mix of concern and anger, “Fucking raiders..” She cussed as she reached sole, and placed her hand over soles, “Lemme see..” She said softly, as she slowly moved soles hand away from their bloodied eye, “Shite..” Cait felt a twinge in her chest, as she thumbed away the droplets of blood as sole winced, “C’mon let’s fix you up and, then maybe we can find a place to rest..” Cait smirked slightly pushing back soles sweaty hair, with a reassuring squeeze of their hand.
Synth!Codsworth (Platonic) : Codsworth took a shaky breath when they had finally taken down the offending Gunners,”Well that was certainly invigorating.” He said as he wiped at his damp brow with a handkerchief, “Don’t you think so Mum/Sir?” When he heard no response, he turned around, “Mum?Sir?” He looked around the abandoned lot feverishly until he heard a weak, “I’m here Codsworth.” he sees a pair of legs sticking out behind a dumpster, he quickly rushes over and the scene, and before him makes, his new stomach churn. Soles leg was warped at an odd angle, obviously broke, while they looked up at him with a grimace like smile.
“Oh dear..” He breathed kneeling down at their level, “This doesn’t look very good..” He whispered looking at the limp, “Yeah I can testify for that Cods..”
He winced “My apologies Mum?Sir…” he frowned, “ I’m afraid I’m not versed in the art of resetting bones, I don’t think it’s a good idea we should get you back to Miss Curie..How to get you there is the question..” he muttered to himself.
A figurative light bulb when off in his head, he reached into his satchel where he carries supplies and such, didn’t hold as much as his compartment as a Mister Handy but it was sufficient. He took a roll of bandage, and took thin planks of wood they were planning on using for scrap, “This should make a good splint no?” He finagled with the tools before putting it together as gently as he could, before helping sole to their feet.
“Don’t worry Mum/Sir we’ll get you back in a jiffy, and you’ll be good as new…”
Synth!Codsworth (Romantic) : Codsworth hands fluttered over Sole’s leg, he was much too afraid to touch them, let alone fix their damaged leg, he didn’t want to hurt them, and he didn’t want them to feel any unnecessary pain. “Oh darling…” He said reaching out to cup their cheek, “I’m rather useless theses situations.” He chewed his lip nervously, “I promise I’ll get you back safe and sound.”
If Sole is light enough for Codsworth to carry, he would gladly carry them all the way back the the settlement, however if it’s beyond his strength, he’ll proceed with the splint and bare most of Soles weight.
Curie (Platonic/Romantic): “Madam/Monsieur I do believe that is all of them.” She said holding her pistol close to her chest, “Yup I think it’s safe we should move on I bet they are gettin–” Curie turned around to see Sole upper arm bleeding with their shirt slightly torn. “Oh! Madam/Monsieur you’ve been hit!” Sole looked at their arm but didn’t didn’t seem as concerned as Curie, “Oh yeah the bullet kinda of grazed me, it okay I’ll patch myself up when we get back to the Red Rocket.”
“Non infection is much more likely to set in if it’s not treated immediately!” Sole opened their mouth to assure Curie that they would be fine in the hour it took them to get back to the Red Rocket but they could deny them with that determined expression of theirs.
“Alrighty.” They said beginning to remove their shirt, Curie looked significantly happier and she looked through her bag for the proper supplies, “Merci, it should only take a moment.”
Danse (Platonic): Danse and Sole were deep in the Wastes when they were attacked by a pack of wild dogs. Danse had just put down the last mutt and sighed he didn’t enjoy hurting animals, but its mind had been poisoned by radiation and it needed to be put down.
“Danse I could use some help …” came the stifled voice Sole, he turned around to see Sole sitting against a rock, holding their leg.
He jogged over glancing down at Sole, “Are you able to stand solider?”
“Yeah Yeah..Help me up and I’ll be fine.” Danse hosted them to their feet, “Stim please?” They said giving Danse a look, and the Paladin gave a start, before searching his compartment before he found a stim.
After the injection they sighed, favouring their leg, “Come on let’s go I’ll be okay, let’s keep moving.” Danse tired to hide his concern and nodded he keep and eye on him.
Danse (Romantic): Danse felt the panic rise in his chest when he examined the bite wound on Soles leg, “You’re going to need a dose of Radaway the mongrel was riddle with radiation, we should clean the wound before infection sets in it’s critical–”
“Danse?” They said stopping him in his rant by touching his cheek, “I’ll be fine we can do that all at Red Rocket I just need a stim.” Danse shook his head, “I don’t advise putting weight on the leg even with treatment.” He said taking out the stim and administering it.
Sole couldn’t conceal their smile, “You could always carry me?” They teased and Danse paused for a moment, before nodding “Outstanding idea cadet.” Before Sole could protest they were hoisted into his arms they made a noise of protest, before shaking their head, “I’m one of the luckiest people in the Commonweath..” They pressed a kiss to his cheek causing him to blush furiously.
Deacon (Platonic): “Good shot Boss!” Deacon exclaimed as the last Gen 1 went down, he wiped the sweat from his glistening noggin, and turned to see a grinning Sole clutching at their side, scorch makers around their hand. “Holy shit did they getcha?” He said walking over, to the nodding vault dweller.
“I’m good Deeks don’t worry.” They said moving their hand as it trembled slightly, “Aw c’mon lemme see can’t be that bad now can’t it” Sole gave him an indignant look, before pulling their tattered shirt up revealing an angry looking burn.
“Ouch.” He said with a grimace as he poked the edge of it with his finger causing sole to recoil, “Ow! Fuck man why did you do that?” they yelled at him, “What? I was just making sure it wasn’t that bad remember?” The pulled down their shirt and scowled, and Deacon laughed at their expression, “Okay snapping suzan her’s a stim, wanna a lollipop?”
“Go fuck yourself Deacon.” They grumbled, and then their was a pause, “Yes.” Which caused Deacon to burst out laughing.
Deacon (Romantic): “Now seriously let’s check this out okay?” Deacon said pulling them to the side, “It fine Deacon it’s nothing a stim can fix.”
“Aw c’mon don’t be such a baby lemme see.” They sat on the ground crossed legged and Sole slowly took of their shirt wincing slightly Deacon bite his lower lip before giving them the stim and pulling out the bandages, gently wrapping their torso before placing a kiss on their chest. “All better!” he exclaimed.
“Deacon your a dweb…” As they blushed slightly
Dogmeat: Dogmeat licked the small wound he had on his back leg from the Mirelurk, the larger creature appeared so quickly he didn’t even notice Sole was down. However his ears perked when he heard someone talking from the a few meters away on the beach, he cocked his head to the side. It was Sole! They were calling for him, bounded in their direction, but when he got to their side, they were leaning against a rock holding their side, his ears flattened against his head as he sniffed the air. Blood. Soles Blood. He whimpered as he walked to their side, placing his muzzle on their leg.
“I’m going to be okay boy, don’t worry.” He scratched him behind his ears, reaching in their pack for a stim and some bandages. Dogmeat ears perked slightly before barking at in response to his humans speaking, before licking their cheek, causing them to chuckle.
Hancock (Platonic/Romantic): “Fucking sons a bitches..” Hancock removed his blade from the raiders throat and wiped it on his pants, “You doin’ okay trouble?” He said calling out for the Sole survivor.
“Yeah I’m great..” They said limping into the room holding their, “Until the fucking raider decided to come at me with a fucking screwdriver.” They sat down in a beat up chair.
Hancock didn’t know whether to laugh or be concerned so he did both, “Shit.” He searched his pocket for something to take the edge off, “This should help yeh sister.” They pried the screwdriver from their leg with a groan and tossed it to the ground, “Thanks man..” They injected themselve (or declined) before snorting, “Funny thing is the loser fell down the stairs seconds after.” Hancock laughed “Death fitting for a raider..”
He ruffled their hair and hugged them from behind, “Only you would get attack with a screwdriver Trouble..Only you.”
Macready (Platonic): “Damn Gunners..” Mac grumbled putting down his rifle, “That’s all of them hopefully..” He looked around for sole and saw them slumped against the way, his blood rain cold and he slowly walked over his feet were not working and he couldn’t even call out their name.
When he finally reached them he felt a burst of relief, “Hey..” they said
“Fucking moron hit me with a baseball bat can you believe it I was a little dizzy for a second I’m okay now.”
They slowly got to their feet and gave him a look, “You okay Mac? Looks like a you saw a ghost?” Maccready shook his head and put his rifle over his shoulder, “Yeah I’m good let’s get out of this stupid place before more show up.” He swallowed the concern he didn’t know he had.
Macready (Romantic): Mac let out a shuddering breath when he saw them mostly fine besides a bruise his heart quickened as he sat down next to them holding them in his arms, “Dumbass you nearly gave me a fricking heart-attack call out for me next time will yeah.”
“Sole petted the back of Mac’s head filling the guilt rise in their rest, “I’m sorry I’m fine really a taught the asshat a lesson,” gesturing to the bashed corpse to their left, Mac snorted and leaned in to kiss them as they got their bearings.
Preston (Platonic): “Shit General..” He whispered as he walked towards the hobbling sole, Super mutant ambushed and he lost track of the vault dweller, “Are you okay?”
Sole nodded, “Fucking damn tripped over a damn curb running from a mutant hound..” They shook their head, “I can see it now, Vault Dweller death by asphalt, I took a stim it’s just sore nothing broken.” They smiled at Preston, “Let’s get to that settlement though.”
Preston glanced at their leg before nodding with a slight smile, “After you General.”
Preston (Romantic): Preston laughed at their comment but shook his head, his heart rate slowing down after he saw them hobbling over, “Yeah that be some headline…” He agreed that they had to get to the settlement but they should stop and look at the wound before heading out.
“Hey..” He took their hand, “Let’s make sure everything okay before we go..”
“Preston it’s fine rea–” They were cut off when they were lifted off their feet, “Jesus!” They exclaimed before chuckling slightly “Minutemen to the rescue again.” Before planting a kiss of his forehead.
Piper (Platonic): “Damn Blue don’t run off–” Piper stopped glancing at the sheepish Sole clutching their arm, “What the hell happened?!” She said looking exasperated.
“Uh..So I wanted into the room and guess what? Their a Glowing Feral wasn’t expecting that heh..” removed their arm to show the festering slash, “Got me good…”
Piper sighed, “You need a Doctor Blue c’mon..” Sole protested, “It’s okay I’ll take a some Radaway and a Stim I’ll be fine Pipes really.” They urged her.
“Your worse then my sister sometimes..” Sole stuck out their tongue.
Piper (Romantic): “You’re not getting off that fast..” Piper made sure things were safe before settling down, and looking at the wound more closely, she cleaned it, strapped the Radaway to her upper arm as it drained into her body, gave her a stim and bandaged the wound.
“They’re your done yessh Blue, did you do a a number on yourself.” Sole grinned up at Piper, “Didn’t know you were such a great nurse Pipes.” They leaned to kiss her but Piper pressed to finger to their lips, they made a surprised sound.
“No kissing until you promise to not run ahead before we check the place okay?” Sole grumbled.
“Fine…” Their tune changed as they were rewarded with a kiss.
Nick (Platonic): Nick took put his gun make in his holster when he shot down the last mole-rat, “Goodness, they came outta nowhere didn’t they?” He said rubbing the back of his neck with his metal and before reaching for a cigarette inside his coat pocket, before turning around to Sole hiding their arm behind their back with an odd expression on their face.
“Everything okay kid/doll?” he said giving them an odd look as the smoke wafted out the cavity in his head. “Yeah everything fine? We should fine someplace to stay the night it’s gettin–”
“Why are you hiding’ you arm behind your back?” He said with a raised eyebrow of concern obviously noticing Sole attempt at deflection, “Is something’ wrong?”
Sole sighed, shoulders drooping slightly as they revealed their arm, it was bloodied and the fabric of their sleeve was torn, it was now obviously that a Mole-rat at taken a bit out of them during the the scrimmage.
Nick’s yellow eyes widened slightly and he removed his hands from pockets, “Goodness kid, that thing took a nasty bite outta you.” He reached in his pocket a took a stim, rad-a-way and some bandages, “C’mere kid lemme see.”
Sole and Nick ended up sitting on the side of the middle of no where while, Sole fidgeted and Nick patched them up. “Come on Sole stay still, I’m almost done.” Sole sighed as Nick fastened the bandage around their wrist, “This so embarrassing I should have been being paying attention.” They sighed looking at their sore wrist.
“Aww don’t beat yourself up kid/doll, we all have our moment.” He put a hand atop their head and gave them some soft pats, “Now let’s fine that shelter hmm?”
Nick (Romantic): Nick slowly rolled up their sleeve, and looked over the wound, “This might hurt a little bit darlin’..” He gently cleans the mole rat bite and bids the wound to stop the bleeding.
“Thanks Nicky..” they said softly placing a soft kiss on Nick’s rough cheek, the clockwork detective slowly smiled and gave their hand a tight squeeze, “Anythin’ for you darlin’“ he kissed the crown of their head.
Strong: Strong huffed and bent down to pick up the pipe-pistol from one of his brothers hands, wiping the blood of with his other hand, he turned around to see the human clutching their face.
“Bah! Did human get hurt? Did brother hit human with stick?” He shouted at sole, Sole removed their hand showing a reddened welt, “Yeah Strong I was hit.” they said tiredly.
Strong grumbled, “Human need to duck faster, Super Mutant no slow.”
“I’ll keep that in mind buddy.”
X6-88 (Platonic): X6-88 adjusted his sunglasses on his nose, and turned to face Sole who was limping around the corner, a bullet wound in their upper thigh, X6 hostler his gun before speaking, “You should clean that up ma’am/sir. It could get infected quickly.”
“Yeah I will don’t worry, we should get on the move first.” They said looking around before moving forward. “Whatever you say ma’am/sir.” He wasn’t going to baby them, they were a grown adult.
X6-88 (Romantic): “The area is secure it would only take a few moments to clean and patch up the wound.” Sole couldn’t really gage X6 expression from behind his sunglasses, but they had learned so far in their relationship that he didn’t suggest thing he didn’t think vital.
“Okay okay.” They said sitting down on near by bench taking out a stim and some bandages, X6 sat next to them and held the tools while Sole patched themselves up.
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