83rd Devotion: First Aid at Home

[favoritetraitor]

[Accidental Video// Action for the apartment]

[The video comes to life, showing a somewhat harried Solomon walking quickly across the room. His crisp white shirt is painted a deep crimson from the collar down on one side. And his hand stays firmly pressed to the side of his neck as he disappears into another room for a moment.

When he returns, he carries a few bags of blood and a medical bag under in one arm.]

And I just bought the couch too. Of course, it will have to be replaced...

[Sighing, his body sinks down to dig through his medical bag, pulling out some sterile gauze, a roll of filament, and a curved needle with his free hand. He speaks to someone off-screen, voice assuring and calm.]

Don't worry, just a few stitches and everything will be fine~, you'll see.

[Turning to look off camera, he addresses the other person.]

I'm afraid I'll need your assistance now. Would you mind holding the compress while I prepare the sutures?

Comments

[voice]

[fledglingofkyou.livejournal.com]

Right. I do understand those points.

[voice]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

True enough~ except when members are cursed and destroy the work they've so diligently put together. Or either are unable to work or vanish from the City entirely.

You can see the challenge in keeping anything together at all...

[voice]

[fledglingofkyou.livejournal.com]

Oh, so even that happens? I admit I wasn't thinking of that.

Yes, I see it clearly now.