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☤ – with a large, bleeding wound
It wasn’t often that someone like Snake managed to hit him, but when he did succeed, it hurt.
“Damn it…. Why couldn’t it have hit the jewel like they normally do?”
Kid pressed a hand tightly to his side, the white suit and gloves already heavily stained with blood. A shot of pain spiked with every breath. He was slowly making his way past some trees when he noticed a small chapel. The thief hesitated for a few minutes. It wouldn’t really feel right to enter such a place as he was…. but he did need a small reprieve….
Silently, he slid inside, taking a moment to close his eyes, leaning on the wall just beside the door.
She tried her best to contain herself from narrowing her orbs, as careful gloved palms hold firmly the dried cotton onto the wound’s location, the goreful scene almost making her flinch.The closer she took a look at it, the uglier it seemed.
What kind of monster would do such thing?
Worst thing was considering this problem: how would he get treatment, if they didn’t even have a cell with them? She could try and search for one in the church, but she doubted they would have such.
Though, it was best to not alarm and panic for now. Focus on the injury. Yes, that was the priority. .
…. Which for now seemed to be painful, taking in account the screeching teeth of the injured male, trying his best to not misbehave.
It would be best to apply some bandages right after, at least , before even moving him into another location; The flesh itself seemed to be angered and denying its capacities on slowing down the flow of the red liquid.
Really, the ginger would never been the best at this. Just to try to help on it, made her feel sorry for even trying to help.
” Gomenne….But try to bear with it for a bit longer okay? It will be over soon… “
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He let out a small hiss when she applied the cotton balls. It did sting, but the thief knew that was probably a good thing. It helped distract him from the fog that was forming in this head, making him want to just close his eyes and sleep. That definitely would not be the best thing to do right now. His breath was already becoming more shallow…

“Really,ojou-san… It’s fine…. Better than…. not getting help at all.”
Kid noticed he’d gotten tense, and tried to relax some, more for his own benefit than to keep the other from worrying at this point. She could see how bad it was, so he doubted she’d believe him if he tried to say it didn’t hurt much at this point.
“Didn’t hear… that you had a job tonight…” he commented with a soft and, admittedly, weak smile, trying to make her less nervous at least, “Might’ve tried stopping by.”












