| [Sep. 16th, 2008|04:22 pm] |
Kaito snorted, embarrassed by his outfit but refusing to acknowledge it. "Hey, it brings out my eyes. And the buttons... uh... my teeth."
He dug through the kit, pulling out bandages and medical tape, wondering if a tensor wrap would be better for pressure... The other ninja--Raidou--was talking about ruffles while stripping down.
Kaito laughed. "This your seduction expert friend? How do you get to be a seduction expert, anyway?" he mumbled. "Never mind. I don't wanna know. Definitely not what I thought I'd be doing in ANBU--" He glanced up and stopped.
The guy had scars. Not normal scars, like all ninja got--though he had those, too--but huge, twisting, nasty ones across his shoulder blade. They held the eye, and when Kaito tried to trace them with his gaze they seemed to writhe, snarling his vision.
He yanked it away, forcing himself to look down at the bleeding wound in the man's lower back. Raidou hadn't stared when Kaito'd been collared and naked against the wall. Nor had he hugged or oozed pity all over. Kaito could at least show the same respect.
He wondered if the facial scars that he hadn't quite seen were as bad.
Chewing on his lip, he regarded the gouge in the man's flesh. "Hold still," he said, and tore open a pad soaked in hydrogen peroxide. He swiped it over the cut, watching it foam--gross--and tried to get a look at how deep it was before the blood welled back up.
It was longer than a simple hole, more of a gash but not quite a slice. Closing it with steri-strips could seal in infection; leaving it alone meant bleeding. He finally pressed a pad over it, holding it firmly and taping it in place, then grabbing the tensor bandage and wrapping it around the guy's torso to hold it tight.
"Can you still breathe?" he asked wryly, already knowing the answer but aware of how bandages like that felt, even if you could still breathe. He kept his gaze down, afraid that if he looked up again he'd start staring and be unable to look away. Curiosity was eating at him now. He wanted to see the guy's face. He didn't want to see the guy's face. How did you get scars like that? Nasty. |
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