@stewardofmidgar
“You’re bleeding.” {from reeve [stewardofmidgar] to roche}
Injury Care Starters || Accepting
@heartsurpluss | Roche:
"Why, of course I am! Do you not bleed when thrust into the throes of battle?"
Truth be told, Roche had neglected his own physical state, as he often does, to focus more on the adrenaline and the excitement of combat. With the endorphins beginning to fade off, the subtle ache of pain can be felt blossoming at his side. Instinctively, one of his hands comes to rest upon it for a moment or two.
His fingers come away slick with hot blood.
"It seems I've underestimated the severity of the wound. No matter! It still cannot best the likes of me."
SOLDIERs were exhausting, Reeve decided yet again.
“Sit,” he ordered the younger man. “You may heal faster than me, but a Potion will heal you faster.”
He left the comment about throes of battle alone. On the rare occasions when he was forced into battle, it was in Cait’s guise, which Cait rarely allowed him to do anyway.
