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"Look I'm sorry, fuck!" He shouted.

2015-05-10 03:30:12

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They didn't say anything for a minute. Only took a few more deep breaths and forced a manic smile onto their face to calm down. "...it's fiiine~ I can't take that sort of thing, sooo, I got rid of it." Well, shit, they were closing themselves off again. And I thought you had something. Looks like you fucked that up. Try again? The blood trickled down to their hand, beading on their loosened fingertips.

2015-05-10 03:40:46

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He looked down at the others arm, and saw the blood. "Holy shit. You're in worse shape then I am." He immediately brushed up the others sleeve and pulled his shirt off to press to the others wound. Please don't punch him again.

2015-05-10 03:43:47

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The facade cracked and they jerked their arm back, red again, but looking embarrassed instead of angry. "D-don't...."

2015-05-10 03:52:59

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"I'm not going to try anything, relax!" He snapped. "I'm trying to help you." he moved his hands forward again.

2015-05-10 03:54:40

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They flinched a little and reluctantly let him take their arm, staring blank-faced at the floor beside them as he tended to it.

2015-05-10 03:59:26

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Damn, it looked worse then they had previously mentioned. "Jeez, you got yourself good." He commented. "Surprised you didn't need stitches."

2015-05-10 04:01:59

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"..........." THANK YOU. I'M PROUD OF IT. They probably do, actually, they just didn't wanna go to the hospital. Or couldn't. One of those two things. "....I probably did, actually." Thanks, taking words out of my mouth now? Too confused to come up with your own? TOUGH BREAK KID.

2015-05-10 04:08:00

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He stared at them. "Probably? You're telling me you didn't go anywhere about this?"

2015-05-10 04:08:59

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".............." They glared at the floor. No answer, no blame, am I right or am I right? Even if the silence was itself an answer.

2015-05-10 04:12:55

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He exhaled. "You're lucky I watched Terezi learn to sew when she was in France. Do you have a needle and thread?" Looks like he was doing this one himself.

2015-05-10 04:15:26

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Their eyes widened. "Wait, you're going to stitch it up? By hand?" With no anesthetic? HOLY SHIT. And they thought going to the hospital to have it done was bad.

2015-05-10 04:17:21

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"Would you rather you die?!" He snapped. "I know what I'm doing."

2015-05-10 04:18:38

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They flinched again. ".....okay." Oddly submissive all of a sudden. Probably because they were getting dizzy. They stumbled off to find the various required sharp objects.

2015-05-10 04:23:06

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He went to the kitchen sink and ran the water until it was scalding hot, obviously for sterilization of the needle he was going to be shoving through their skin. Next, he got a few ice cubes from the freezer, for numbing.

2015-05-10 04:24:40

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They returned with a needle and spool of gray thread, setting them on the counter next to him with trembling fingers. Oh God. Oh God.

2015-05-10 04:37:13

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He ran the needle under the hot water. "Just sit on the counter, and /relax/. God you worry more than Terezi does."

2015-05-10 04:38:20

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"You're sticking a needle in my arm, I think I have every right." Their hands weren't even really shaking so much with fear. It was the lightheadedness. They pulled themselves up onto the counter, now at eye contact level with him, though they didn't make it. He was pissed at them anyway, wasn't he.

2015-05-10 04:40:53

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Once the needle became hot enough, he placed it on the counter to cool before grabbing the ice. "Just breathe. You shaking will only make me fuck up and have to start over." He ran the ice over the wound to numb the area.

2015-05-10 04:43:43

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They tried to hold still, drumming the fingers of their other hand on the laminate and attempting to think about anything other than whatever existed in this room. Oh for fuck's sake. HEY. Let me in. You won't have to go through it then.

RW: N-no

RW: Even for this no

RW: THIS IS YOUR FAULT

Like Hell. I didn't tell you to stop me from stabbing blondie.

RW: That was a given

RW: Did you seriously think I'd let you earn me a murder record?

It's your fault he's so pissed at you too. Overreact much, dickweed? This is why they ditched you.

RW: THEY DIDN'T. THAT WASN'T WHY. SHUT UP.

Yeah, right. Hey look, he's started.

RW: OI WHAT?!

2015-05-10 04:52:37

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Once the area was cold to the touch, he set the ice cube down. Quickly, he picked up the needle and thread and threaded the needle with ease. "Now relax, and breathe." He looked at Ren. "You stop breathing and you'll more than likely loose more blood and pass out.

He pushed the needle through their skin, and out the other side of the wound.

2015-05-10 04:57:02

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They couldn't help it. Ren tensed, but managed to loosen the muscles again before they made him fuck up. Far from relaxed, though, even if they couldn't really feel anything. They closed their eyes and took deep breaths to avoid looking at the metal jutting out of their skin.

2015-05-10 05:08:46

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"Good." Dameien now focused on the wound, carefully sewing it shut. "You're going to want to keep it covered until it closes up. Once it's scabbed over I can remove the stitches." Once he finished, he tied off the ends and ripped the remaining thread off.

2015-05-10 05:13:11

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".........okay." They still didn't look at him. You know, you're being abnormally quiet. How does this make you feel?

RW: It makes me feel like ripping your throat out

Look, psycho, I know not to put any weight by your threats anymore. Trying that to get me to shut up isn't going to work anymore.

RW: I give no fucks.

But you do.

2015-05-10 05:16:46

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He unthreaded the now bloody needle and held it up. "See? Fine." He walked over to sink to wash it off. "That wasn't that hard, now was it?"

2015-05-10 05:19:20