vecchiafiamma:
ANOTHER mission was all he can do – his girls were away, and Qrow was off on his own doing his own thing. — sadly enough in his old age he didn’t know if he could keep doing this on his own. He had two girls to go back home and well – with his damn luck he was hurt pretty badly. After finishing up with what attacked him he moved — his eyes were getting blurry — but he wasn’t hurt that bad.
Slowly taking a step – and another step he hurt someone else around. Sighing deeply he looked up and saw a woman rush over to him and again – his sight was getting worst. WAS he tired – he knew he didn’t break his aura — -or did he. Letting out a small huff from his lips he tried to speak out a little bit.
“ — I’m fine. It’s nothing… N-nothing to worry about.” he spoke out and almost tripped for a moment. slowly he moved his hand to look at it — yeah, he was hurt. Sighing. deeply he shooked his head. “ – I have… to get home..” he didn’t know why he said this, but he kept his eyes on her for a moment — he wasn’t going to let himself bleed out, but all he did was nod his head.
Part of him — was happy someone got to him – he wasn’t like Qrow who could keep moving — he was older, and weaker. He – was very weak at this point. Inhaling sharply he tried to keep himself away for a moment longer. He closed his eyes for a second —- “ i… Won’t fall asleep..” was all he said, and slowly open his eyes once again, looking up and saw the sun light –- the beautiful sun light. He wasn’t going to let go just yet— not after all the promises he kept.
To say the doctor was worried would be an understatement. The man apparently had the will to live, which in her case was a good thing due to her skill. Getting him to the cottage and setting him down on the couch laying down was a bit difficult but not too hard. She moved getting water into a bowl and several other things and brought them over. Moving the shirt out of the way she almost thought to cut it so she could have better access but thought better of it.
Sterlyzing her tools she went to clean the wound, it didn't look good. She was possibly going to have to use a bit more than just medical work but for now it was patching it up physically and then she would see what else could be done. Numbing the area would help a bit so he wouldn't jump at anything she did but she wondered what had attacked him to cause such a wound. "Don't ask questions you don't want to know Angela.." She muttered to herself as she continued to work on the man.
Patching him up with some herbs and stitching together she placed a bandage on him. Part of her sure he had fallen asleep by now, her hands hovered over the wound that was coveerd. She said something in a different language that sounded hard, her hands glowed a golden color then stopped and she sat back on her knees. She wasn't sure it would be enough but everything her medical background told her she did he just had to want to live and it sounded like he did. She moved and cleaned the tools, then came back and had a fresh thing of water, carefully cleaning his face of sweat. Now it was the waiting game.
