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[kyley_b]

((Post event. CW: discussions of violence, body horror, injury and loss of limb in comments.))


[The feed shows a skinny redhead who is somehow even paler than usual - his skin is parchment white, with deep dark pouches under his eyes. His curls are matted.

Yeah, he looks like shit.]

Uhm. Hi. Hi, uh. It's Kyle. Uhm.

I. Uh. Is. Is everybody okay? I hope you're all okay. Uhm. I'm...

[His face crumples.] I'm not. I'm not okay, I'm SO not okay.

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[kyley_b]

[Silently, he takes the gauze and puts it in his mouth. He doesn't look away, though.

He tries to wiggle his fingers and realises they're not there. He supposes that's going to happen a lot.]

[deal_me_in]

[Cayde nods, setting up a basin on the chair as he pulls it closer so it's beneath Kyle's arm. He opens up the bottle to soak another wad of gauze.]

On three, all right?

[kyley_b]

Jush do it. [Muffled by the gauze.]

[deal_me_in]

All right. Going in.

[For a robot he has a delicate touch, and he takes care as he starts to apply the disinfectant to Kyle's horribly open wound. He tries to be quick but thorough, hoping to clean things off enough that it won't get worse.

Maybe it doesn't feel soon enough, but he's dabbing things dry as possible so he can start adding fresh gauze to the wound site before wrapping it up in bandages.]

[kyley_b]

[Skin white, Kyle watches, eyes only closing when he screams briefly into the gauze at the sting of the disinfectant.

By the time it's done, he's sweaty but clear eyed. He spits out the gauze.]

So. Let's look for antibiotics. If there's none, I'm using the replicator.

[deal_me_in]

[Fighting on this front is so much more difficult. He's managed not to cringe at Kyle's obvious pain, but there's little else Cayde can offer aside from what he has.]

Given Billy and Jon were taking care of things here for a while, I'm sure there's something around here.

[He'll offer Kyle some help to his feet so they can go investigate the other cupboards.]

[kyley_b]

Yeah, I think you're probably right.

[He's grateful for the help. He keeps his injured arm pressed to his chest as he looks, partly to keep from reaching for things.]

Thank you for helping me.

[deal_me_in]

[Cayde offers a faint smile.]

Hey, just glad I could do something at least.

[kyley_b]

It means a lot.

[He finds some pills and frowns at the the bottle.] I think I should take these. Do we have painkillers too? If so I'll take both."

He sighs. "Cayde... what the fuck am I supposed to tell Tommy?"

[deal_me_in]

Bottle for those is still over there. I think you'd be welcome to them.

[He nods at Sundance, who goes to expertly tip the bottle of painkillers so that she can catch it over her shell, floating over to Cayde with it.

Cayde slips it into a pouch, glancing at Kyle then.]

...tell him what you think you should tell him. I know he's not going to be happy about it, but things could've been worse. I just hope he won't try to pin it on someone. Too easy to have that mindset when you don't have a clear target for who's actually at fault.

[kyley_b]

Thanks.

[He looks so miserable and exhausted.]

I don't think I'll tell him who did it for a while.

[deal_me_in]

Probably a good idea, but I don't think that'll keep him from being upset about things. But I don't think there's any way to avoid that, and that goes for all of us.

[He shakes his head.]

You got everything you need for now? I'll take you back whenever you're ready.

[kyley_b]

Yeah. I just don't want him fighting Kaz. He's a little hot tempered.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm cool. Thanks, dude. I mean it. I owe you.

[deal_me_in]

Yeah, I see that. Look, if you see it get to that point, you tell me.

Alright, let's go. And hey, don't worry about it.