Carlos went out into the storm with his equipment, since the weather was really interesting around Sleepy Peak Peak (what, with Spooky island and that one side of the lake always being covered in dark, foreboding clouds).
As he approached one of the locations of a lightning strike however he paused, seeing a person on the ground. Oh no – did it strike someone?
Carlos hurried over and dropped his equipment to the side to start inspecting the body for life.
“He-hello? Hello, can you hear me? Sir?”
he groaned weakly, barely opening his eyes before trying to sit up “Where am I.. What happened-” he hissed in pain, tightly holding his side as blood started to soak through his clothes
Oh, thank God – he’s alive.
“You’re in a forest… you may have been struck by lightning. Where do you hurt? Where’s the wound?”
Carlos went through the pockets of his labcoat for some fresh rubber gloves and his first aid kit.
J: “Everywhere and maybe..” he glanced at the other and squinted slightly “… Why are their two of You..? What world is this..” he sighed softly, putting a trembling hand on his head as he curled his tail around himself
Carlos frowned at him. “No, there’s one of me,” he said. “You may have hit your head. You’re in Sleepy Peak – or, the forest next to the town. I’m not sure what this universe’s designation is though, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Carlos snapped on his gloves. “Okay. Let’s try and find the source of the blood…” He started to reach for the other’s shirt, but stopped. “May I? You look like you’re bleeding from your side, but I want to know if you’re okay with me examining.”
J: “If You think You can stop it then go ahead..” he leans back slightly, glancing around “.. Where’s lightening..? There was none a minute ago..”
“The storm stopped,” Carlos said. “Or, at least it receded back to the island and that other camp on the other side of the lake.” He lifted the other man’s shirt as carefully as he could, looking for the wound among the sticky blood making the shirt cling to his skin.
J: he shuddered slightly, there was a noticible gash on his side. “I-Is it bad..?” he mumbled as he looked away, a worried expression resting on his face
Carlos hesitated to answer for a moment. “Pretty bad. I need to put pressure on this – have a lie down for a second.” Carlos went for his first aid kit and started to grab gauze and bandages. How it all fit in his little kit was anyone’s guess, because he pulled out a lot.
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