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[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

... tch! Dreck, where are we?

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[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*looks at him curiously* Are you alright?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

I won't hurt you, you know.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

...

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry for what happened earlier.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

You hurt me.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

I... I'm very sorry about that.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

Just make it better.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

I will, don't worry. *lalala leads him to the bathroom*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*follows*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*opens the door the bathroom, and leads him in* ... *gigs through the cabinets for first aid stuff*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*hops up on the counter, sitting like a kid would* Will this hurt?

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Just a little bit. I have to clean the wound. *pulls out a bottle of rubbing alcohol*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*makes a face*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

It'll just sting for a second or two, okay? If you're good, I have some cookies, if you want.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

... *nods*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*soaks a cotton ball with rubbing alcohol and gently grabs Asch's arm* Take a deep breath, okay?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*immediately sucks in a deep breath and holds it*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*brushes the cotton ball over the wound, blowing on it so it takes some of the sting away*

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*hisses, eyes clenching shut*

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

*aaaand bandaids the scrape up* There, all better.

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

*looks at his arm* ...

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

So, how about those cookies?

[cometoclarity.livejournal.com]

... sounds good.

[metaruheido.livejournal.com]

Okay. They're in the kitchen. How you like chocolate chip.