14th Resurrection - This Devil's Workday

[sanctus_dei]

[Well, coupled with his own physical shortcomings, and complete exhaustion, Theo managed to get himself mangled at the tractor factory today. His left hand - this dominant one - is utterly shattered, torn up something fierce in some machinery. The supervisors tried to have him just wrap it up and go back to work, but he managed to sneak out. He walks home a bloody, pale wreck. Feel free to stop him/ignore him/whatever.

Later: a phone call! The phone fumbles a moment before he speaks. He sounds as irritated as always.]

_Shit... A-Are their any doctors left out there? And I'm not talking about the mad scientist woman. Or am I going to be left to die of sepsis in this place? Goddamnit...

...has anyone died here yet? Do you still come back?


And for god's sake, does ANYONE out there have a cigarette?!

Comments

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Don't you dare! I don't want to end up some kinda weird robotic thing like your cows!

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran frowns, looking at the hand. She'd normally stop to press treatment further, but she needs to get these cows moved]

How rude~ Well...okay, but be sure to get it looked at before it gets infected~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Captain Paranoid is paranoid.]

Yeah, like I'm going to find any decent medicine in this town now.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Well perhaps I SHOULD take a look at it then~

[She reaches out to grab his hand]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Shrinks back] N-no way. I'll take care of it!

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Very well, but let me know if you need help before it becomes time to amputate~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[W-wait did she say amputate no I can't cast spells with ONE HAND]

A-alright! Fine! Here! [Holds out bloody mess of a hand.]

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran takes Theo to the back, the room is FILLED with cows. She finds a bottle of vodka and sets to looking for a cloth that is at least clean]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't have the strength to resist. Previously he looked more mad than scared, but now he looks a bit apprehensive.]

You really ARE experimenting on the cattle!

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[A cow stares apprehensively back at Theo as Fran returns with a bottle of vodka and a mostly clean rag]

Alright, I can try to sterilize and bandage the wound, but you'd need to find someone else to properly stitch it and give it cleaner bandages. I can't find a needle and thread not attached to a machine here~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Not only is his hand torn up, but several bones are broken too. It's a mess under those bandages.]

Great. Lovely. This day can't get any better. Alright, let's do this.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran nods and pours the vodka out onto his hand in several splashes, making sure to wash away what she can. She then bandages the wound up tightly, trying to stem the flow, though the blood quickly soaks into it.]

Try to keep this elevated and change the bandage every couple of hours~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Ohfuckohfuckowowowowowow

Theo strangles out some curses through his teeth while Fran pours on the vodka. When she's done, he holds up his hand, trying not to shake.]

GodDAMN. Is there any of that shit left because now I need some.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

[Fran hands over the rest of the bottle]

Again, let me know if there's any putrefaction~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He immediately starts chugging the rest, but then chokes on the word "putrefacation". Necromancers know all about that.]

...y-yeah, no trust me, I'll keep an eye on it.