HP PATCH UP: SAL AMI - 765 Words
Out in the wild or perhaps hacked and can't enter official buildings but still need medical attention? Where does your Trainer turn in times of need, do they go to a shady back-alley med-centre or try to fix the problem themselves?
Salami stared blankly at a stream of blood that ran along his arms. He had been sent out to help convince some debtor's that they ought to pay their debt and while normally it was a simple enough task. You'd just give them a small reminder, maybe some intimidation if they didn't understand the reminder but that would be about it and everyone could move on with their lives until things escalated. This time however, it hadn't been as simple as giving a reminder then moving on. The moment the debtor had come home to find Salami and Lanca both sitting in their living room they had gone wild- lunging at them with a knife. They were out of their minds it seemed and while they were quickly subdued they did manage to inflict some injury upon both the men. "... That was awfully rude." Lanca mused out as he came to stand beside Salami.
The Magikarp fusion was sitting on the back of the now passed out debtor with a rather disturbed look on his face. "... That's one way to put it." Salami agreed quietly as he twisted his arm back and forth. Every moment sent a new wave of blood gushing out and reaffirmed that he had infact gotten a rather serious injury. Klaus would kill him if he saw it. "I don't suppose you saw any bandages around when you were digging through things, did you?" Most everyone had some form of first aid in their house, and those who were in the position of their debtor he felt especially should have something. They'd get injured quite frequently if they never paid out after all but Lanca just shook his head.
"Not that I saw~"
Salami pulled a face at that. He wasn't sure whether Lanca was telling the truth or not but knew better than to press further. The man had always felt as if the salandit had something against him, that they'd enjoy leaving him somewhere to rot so with them saying they didn't see anything he left it be. "I'll go looking myself then, make sure Billy Bob here doesn't get up. Alright?" Salami said and he saw Lanca grin. Was that a grin of agreement or disagreement he didn't know, but Salami assumed it was of agreement and turned to wander in the direction of the bathroom.
It was a mess in here, disgusting one might even say. The smell alone was wretched but Salami ignored it as he crouched down to open up the cupboards from beneath the sink. "Not that I saw my ass..." Salami grumbled out as he reached to grab a first aid kit that was hidden within. It was stashed away behind some toilet paper but it was in there alright and Salami dragged it out to come back into the living room where Lanca was now lounging across the nearby couch. "Look what I found Lanca~ A First Aid Kit. In the bathroom. Where people usually have first aid kids." He waved it in the air for a moment and Lanca stared before snickering.
"That's wonderful for you~" He purred out "I didn't look there."
If he didn't look then what he said was true but it still annoyed Salami as he sat down on the ground to open it up and rifle through. Nothing in here was of good quality. There were some antibiotics and.. bandaids? Better than nothing he supposed as he pulled them out to be on the ground beside him. "Oh look~ They're fish themed Salami." Lanca had come over to inspect what he was doing. "Ones for little kiddo's, they will suit ya perfectly won't they?"
Salami sighed and just focused on what he was doing. He was just going to ignore Lanca's teasing as he focused on patching up his wound. The wound burned as he began to start cleaning it up but thankfully as he began to clear off the blood he was able to see it wasn't as bad as he had initially thought. It was something that he might be able to hide from Klaus- maybe. Doubtful. No, he wouldn't be able to hide it from Klaus but it would at least heal without any scarring and that was almost as equally as important. He couldn't imagine how much of a fuss Klaus would throw if he got hurt out on the job and came back 'permanently mauled' as they would put it. It was only a temporary mauling!
A temporary mauling means a temporary fit. A permanent mauling would mean a permanent fit.
