What can I say, you look good plastered up against walls all sprawled out. Maybe later. Assuming you don't bleed yourself dry.
[Setting the medical kit down on the bed he pulls the mask off so that Len can get the full force of his glare as he smacks Len's hands away from where he's poking and prodding at his own wounds. It also gives him a better view without the darkened tinge of looking out through those lighted lenses.]
That's exactly what everyone bleeding out says right before they end up needing a transfusion or something. And I speak from experience.
So knock it off and lemme fix this before you turn my sheets red and ruin the whole color scheme of the room.
[He is more than willing to hold Len down with one hand and apply antiseptic with the other while keeping him scruffed like a cat.]
no subject
[Setting the medical kit down on the bed he pulls the mask off so that Len can get the full force of his glare as he smacks Len's hands away from where he's poking and prodding at his own wounds. It also gives him a better view without the darkened tinge of looking out through those lighted lenses.]
That's exactly what everyone bleeding out says right before they end up needing a transfusion or something. And I speak from experience.
So knock it off and lemme fix this before you turn my sheets red and ruin the whole color scheme of the room.
[He is more than willing to hold Len down with one hand and apply antiseptic with the other while keeping him scruffed like a cat.]