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[shotafox.livejournal.com]

IS THERE ANY DOCTOR?! MY FRIEND IS BLEEDING, AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT!!

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[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

......*Passes out*

OGH THE DRAMAAAAAAAAAA

[shotafox.livejournal.com]

Jack don't!! Be strong!!

*Holding him in his arms*

INORITE?

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Limp]

8D

[shotafox.livejournal.com]

*CRIES OVER HIS BODY because he doesn't know what the fuck to do*

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

*Groans, kinda drifting in and out of conciousness. Trying to open his eyes*

[shotafox.livejournal.com]

*Sobbing dramatically, oh yes*

Jack don't leave me...

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

'M juss.... a lil'...sleepy....

[shotafox.livejournal.com]

Everything is going to be okay...

*Is still compressing his wound, TRYING to do something*

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Looks down at Franks bloody hands]

...Sorry.....

[Eyes closing again]

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[He was just minding his own business, and then...]

Jack?

[No nephew of his is going to be bleeding all over the floor! Liquid kneels down next to him.]

What happened to him? How bad is it?

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Just lying still, you'll probably see one of those huge Acid!Style shurikens lying bloody on the floor next to Jack. And a wound which is being covered up by Franks compressing]

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[The wound looks deep but clean, and it's bleeding a lot. Liquid strips off his jacket for a makeshift bandage.]

...This isn't going to work for long. I need some real supplies.

[He looks from Frank's anxious face to Jack's unconscious body]

I don't know if you can hear me, but I'm going to pick you up. There seems to be at least one medical room on each floor.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

*Groans, struggles to open his eyes*

...Uncle...Liquid..?

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[He's in the middle of picking Jack up (Very awkwardly- he misses having two hands, but Jack's small enough that Liquid can prop him against his chest).]

...Hey, Jack. Don't worry, you're going to be fine. I've seen worse than you pull through.

[He shoulders a few doors open. Room full of man-sized stuffed animals? No. Room that looked suspiciously like a Metal Gear hangar? No, not that one either. Room that was, inexplicably, full of water and fish that didn't spill out the open door? Intriguing, but no.]

[Ah, there. The little room on the end. Medical supplies and beds, perfect.]

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Looks a bit worried, and very tired]

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[Liquid eases Jack down onto the bed. All the room's supplies are close at hand, laid out on the shelves. He peels Jack's bloody clothes away from the wound.]

[The cut's deep, but only hits skin and muscle. Jack's lucky it didn't clip an organ. Liquid presses a thick gauze pad over the cut and looks for the tape.]

Talk to me, Jack. You should try to stay conscious.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

Gngh! O-ow... It hurts....

[tearing up a bit]

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[Liquid finishes up with the tape and presses his hand down on the bandage. The compression can only help.]

I don't think I can give you any painkillers- they don't list the child's doses. It's best not to risk it.

See? You're going to be fine. The bleeding's already slowing down.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

....*sniff*

[winces as he tries to sit up]

H-hey, uh... do you have to tell dad...?

[worried]

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[Liquid pushes him back down]

Don't move around, you're just going to bleed all over yourself.

[He's suddenly suspicious]

Why? I never did get an answer as to how this happened in the first place.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Is pushed]

Um.... I uh.... tripped and fell...?

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[He's wise to you! Jack gets the skeptical Liquid eyebrow raise]

And that's why that other boy was blaming himself?

Jack. I think that you're...

[He makes his best intimidation face]

Lying to me.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Uh-oh, intimidation face! Jack fails at lying]

U-u-um... well....
[sighs and looks down]

...I told Frank to throw a shuriken at me so that I could see if I can deflect it with my sword.

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[Liquid does an internal facepalm]

And this seemed like a good idea at the time? I suppose I can not tell your father, but only if you've learned your lesson.

[He points at Jack]

Repeat after me: friendly fire gets people killed.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

Well.... the older-ninja-me's know how to deflect bullets with there swords, so I figured I could deflect a shuriken with my blade....

It worked at first! Next time I'll just stick to using the side of my sword instead of the edge.

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

[Has not met any Raidens yet]

...Ninja? Like the cyborg ninja? Hmm...

[Repeated internal facepalms]

If you want to learn how to deflect sharp objects you should at least start with blunt ones. That way, when something inevitably goes wrong, you'll just have bruises instead of dying.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[nods] ...Good idea.

So... you're not gonna tell dad, right?

[a-sinister-man.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not going to tell your dad.

Just remember that, all right? I don't want to have to patch you up again.

[shota-boy-unit.livejournal.com]

[Yawns, tired] ...Okay...

Thanks, Uncle Liquid...