(closed) september (wtf how) catch-all

[spellslots]

who: taako + others
what: catch-all log for september shenanigans
when: what it says on the tin
where: everywhere~
warnings: none rn

Comments

[franciscoramon]

I'll keep that in mind.

[ Cisco says it as drily and with as much sarcasm as he can; he's gotten used to Taako's particular style of teasing, to the point where now almost all the time he can give as good as he gets. It is becoming rarer that Taako says something that really flusters him - he's not sure whether Taako is going easier on him or if he's used to it or both. ]

I can do it.

[ There's a hint of petulance in the way that he says it; he hates being underestimated, and it crops up at strange times and in strange ways. Cisco turns back towards Taako, ripping the paper around the sterile gauze and then moving it closer as if he is going to lay it over the wound. Except that his hands halt a few inches away, and his face noticeably pales before he concedes, in a quick and strained voice: ]

Nnnnnope okay I lied nevermind you do it.

[ And he carefully hands first the gauze over, and then the bandage, so that Taako can patch up his own arm. Cisco is more than a little embarrassed at his own failure, and if push came to shove he's sure that he could manage, but it's not a life or death situation and he would just really rather not. ]

when u get an 18 on a medicine check

[spellslots]

[Taako doesn't bother voicing his doubts there, either Cisco will do it or he won't, and when it turns out it's the latter, he's grateful enough for the earlier rescue to not be a total dick about it.

Luckily, mage hand makes this easier than it would be if he was just working with one hand, so he makes quick work of pressing the gauze over the wound and wrapping it with the bandage, just tight enough to slow the bleeding. It's not a perfect solution, but it'll do for the next half hour or so until he can get to a doctor/healer.]

Pretty sure this bad boy's gonna need stitches. [And then, with a grin:] Chicks dig scars, right?

[franciscoramon]

[ Cisco feels a wave of guilt when Taako says it'll need stitches (even though he could've guessed that, just based on how bad it looks) but Taako still manages to startle a tiny laugh from him, and Cisco even rolls his eyes. ]

You'll be fighting them off with an even bigger stick than before.

[ He lets out a deliberately slow breath, and it's still shaky, but the panic is receding finally and some level of rationality is coming back to him. Cisco still thinks it's a terrible idea, but Taako's spell book had been in that bag, and he knows that Taako's made up his mind and probably won't listen to reason. So he says, resolutely: ]

Now... c'mon, if we're gonna get your stuff we should just do it now and then get the hell outta here so the docs can sew you back together into a new sexier you.

[spellslots]

That's fucking impossible, I'm already as sexy as anyone can get, but sure, let's do this thing.

[Taako can be oblivious sometimes, but he's paying attention to Cisco now because he knows that he's likely to be stressed for a little while, after all the commotion. So he lazily drops his (uninjured) arm around Cisco's shoulders as they start to walk back, just as away to silently reassuring him that everything's going to be okay.]