Salvaging it, I reckon, from a wild, drunken fool. Be easy now.
[ gently, he pries freddie's hand from his shirt. the blood stain doesn't concern him; his shirt is already off-white, more off in some places than others. and he has a better chance of getting this particular stain out here than he would at home.
the blood itself, though, does concern him. still gingerly holding freddie's wrist, he tips to the side and shifts to sit beside him. it's difficult to see the extent of the injury in the dark. his fingers slip as he turns freddie's hand over. ]
A damned, drunken fool. [ he doesn't often get to say those words to other people; if the circumstances were any other, he might relish it. ] Don't move from this spot.
[ he slides off the bed, and barks another swearword as he steps on the broken crystal again on his way out. light floods the main floor and there's the sound of rummaging in the distance: cabinets slamming, pipes rattling as the tap runs. when he returns moments later, he has a few supplies in hand, among them a wet towel and a roll of bandages. before entering the room this time, he makes sure to flip the switch so he can see the debris as he makes his way back to the bed – or wherever freddie might have moved. ]
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[ gently, he pries freddie's hand from his shirt. the blood stain doesn't concern him; his shirt is already off-white, more off in some places than others. and he has a better chance of getting this particular stain out here than he would at home.
the blood itself, though, does concern him. still gingerly holding freddie's wrist, he tips to the side and shifts to sit beside him. it's difficult to see the extent of the injury in the dark. his fingers slip as he turns freddie's hand over. ]
A damned, drunken fool. [ he doesn't often get to say those words to other people; if the circumstances were any other, he might relish it. ] Don't move from this spot.
[ he slides off the bed, and barks another swearword as he steps on the broken crystal again on his way out. light floods the main floor and there's the sound of rummaging in the distance: cabinets slamming, pipes rattling as the tap runs. when he returns moments later, he has a few supplies in hand, among them a wet towel and a roll of bandages. before entering the room this time, he makes sure to flip the switch so he can see the debris as he makes his way back to the bed – or wherever freddie might have moved. ]