#r:circuit

[thebluedaisy]

@sassofindie 

Out of all of Circuit’s patients, Ellie had to be the weirdest. To him it was very exciting to treat other creatures. He was human himself, and every time one of the non-humans in the gang were injured, he always had a spout of excitement- And then guilt, for that happy feeling.

So he had no reservations, there was no problem in getting hold of the blood after all. But, of course, Circuit was still Circuit, and he didn’t know how to potentially start any kind of conversation, so the last three times she had come to his office, it had been a relatively silent affair. This was the fourth time, and he waited for her, tapping his fingerrs on his desk. She was a little bit late.

[thebluedaisy]

@aiareum 

It was almost like he thought he was being scammed when he saw the listing on the internet for a part he had been trying to find for months on end. But he couldn’t take that risk, either. He’d rather be scammed than not having tried, at least that was his thought. If it turneed out to be real, he wouldn never know unless he tried.

So he’d contacted the seller, though as he was always, he had been nervous about interacting with another person, it had been strangely straightforward, and he hadn’t needed to think for hours just to figure out what to reply. It was straight to the case.

So when he approached the meeting place, he was feeling relatively calm. He hadn’t even brought anyone with him for protection, which he usually would have. He rang the doorbell, burying his hands in his pockets.

[thebluedaisy]

@connectedtoeachother said:

“Yep!”  David walked inside with a small smile as he cupped a hand under his chin to catch any blood.  He accepted the tissues as he sat down, and looked into the mirror.  Gingerly, he cleaned up his face, pain throbbing anytime he pressed down too hard.  When he was done, he looked around for a trash can to throw away the bloody tissues.

Circuit waited, and as the blood was cleared away, he examined David’s nose carefully. Boss felt more and more nettled as the seconds dragged on, but was relieved when Circuit finaly said something. “It’s not broken,” he said. “It’s just gotten a bash, is all. It might swell a little bit, but the bleeding seems to have stopped. Just put some ice on it, it should be fine. It might be a bit tender for a week or so.”

[thebluedaisy]

@mxskedliar said from here

“It certainly is,” he said absently, looking down at the strip of gauze his companion was pressing against his shoulder in an attempt to stop the bleeding. It was nothing major, simply a swipe from his other self’s cat - presumably a punishment for having the nerve to stay away for so long and then to reappear without Biho - but he had run into Circuit on his walk back, who had insisted on treating him.

Despite his words, though, he was perfectly at ease: He had had to sit still for much greater periods of time than this, after all. Instead of growing impatient, he allowed his mind to wander, thinking how convenient this budding friendship might prove to be - perhaps, if things continued to go well, he would never have to go to a hospital again, save for especially drastic situations. He scolded himself inwardly for this mindset - people weren’t commodities, after all, and he knew that perfectly well by now - but he couldn’t deny that it was an appealing thought. To distract himself from straying down that path, he turned his attention back to the other man. “Well, if we are waiting, I suppose that makes this as good as time as any to catch up,” he stated, easing into the small talk. “How have you been since we last met? Any progress on your… long-term project?”

“It must be a vicious cat,” he said. He’d never seen quite so much blood coming from something as mundane as a cat. But then again, he tended to stay away from them. They didn’t seem to like it.

Circuit sat with a sigh, his own thoughts only wandering as far as his project, and he was trying to plan out what he would do with it later that night. He was planning out waht he needed to do when the other man spoke, taking him out of his thoughts. “I had to destroy it. A friend of mine had a sick child, and long story short, to save his child I had to use part of my project. So I’ve started again from scratch now.”

[thebluedaisy]

@mxskedliar said:

He looked aside as he sat on the bench, gazing everywhere except at the young man patching him up. It was enough that he had tripped and fallen - his height, he imagined, would make it quite a spectacle. But while he had wanted to simply move on and pretend it had never happened, the other had pointed out the gash on his leg. He tried to brush it off, but the younger man would hear none of it, pointing out the dangers of letting it get infected. He may have ignored a more emotional plea, but he really could not argue with the facts, so he sat, still uncomfortable with such attention being paid to him. “You did not have to do this,” he said at last, barely audible.

“I’m a doctor. It’s supposed to be what I’m for, right?” He said, continuing to swirl the bandage around his leg, quite expertly. “Is it too tight?” He asked, glancing up. “It’s supposed to be a little tight but you shouldn’t feel like your circulation is being halted.” Despite being involved with criminals, he did take his doctor’s vow seriously. In fact, he could argue that by helping the people who would not get medical attention from regular doctors, he was helping people in need.

[thebluedaisy]

@yoondoo said:

“Great….Now what?” Doojoon looked at the other with a defeated look on his face. They were lost and didn’t know how to get back to the car. “You suck, you know that right?” He added with a huff

“Me?” Circuit turned his face towards the other, looking at him with a very puzzled, annoyed expression. “How do you figure this is my fault? It’s clearly your substantial lack of intelligence that brought us here in the first place.”