i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows
Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…
*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*
*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*
OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*
Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…
what’s going on? so much of what? *worried child noise* d-did something go wrong?
I… I don’t know? The nail’s out, Max. But you’re bleeding a lot. I dunno if it’s because it’s a head wound… how are you feeling? Can you tell me?
i feel as numb as before but now i guess kinda cold ?? how much is alot?
Um… I’d say probably normal for a headwound. But I don’t know how deep the nail went. Do you have a healing factor? Or does it just… stop bleeding and sort of scar over?
i think i only heal really quick when i’m dead… i think i still have a healing potion though.. *he starts looking through his pockets, looks like the bleeding slowed abit*
You only heal when you’re dead? Um… alright… *he checks the compress before pushing it to the wound again* Hey, try not to move around too much, buddy.
The Perfect Scientist 