[ hes found a collection of comics.
not seance dog. hes already read all of those.
spiderman.
lets just say. he's ecstatic. and wont be leaving his apartment unless its an emergency. ]
to be tight around his gut, catching any blood that might still seep from the wound. ]
There . . . your body will absorb the uh- the silk keepin' it together when it's ready.
[ He puts mov down once he tucks away the end of the wrap, taking a step away to give him space. ]
nnot planning on it . . i'm not touchin' what's keeping the wound shut. Just puttin' real wraps on for you.
[ he grabs the roll, and very.. veerrry carefully brings an arm under mov, to lift him in just the right way to wrap the bandages around him, pulling it taught +
it still looked frickin' gnarly, though.]
I'm uh- do you want to wrap it back up yourself, ooor..?
[ he asks, balling up the dirtied silk and putting it aside. ]
I wont . . The hole's sutured shut.
[ He grimaces as the other downs the pills, yet, he gets to work, gingerly tearing the webbing used as bandages away from the other's torso. They ripped like silk in his hands - but if a regular person were to try, they'd experience +
WEBS?
[ he bares his teeth in disgust, snagging up the bottle... i mean the guy helped or Whatever.... he took triple the adult dose, swallowing them dry before nibbling on his piercings. ]
just dont tug at my shit please. fuckin สฐสฐแตสณแตหข
much more resistance. Some of the deeper layers were stained a deep red from mov's bleeding. He pulls the webbing off and away, checking out the smaller connections that held the opening shut.]
at least.. the bleedin's slowed down.
[ his tone of voice said +
i know- i know...
[ Mark frowns, letting out a sigh as mov lays back down. ]
i'm gonna undo the webs just to take a look, alright? i'll replace it with real bandages.. and uh- oh, I've got this- double the adult-dose works for me.
[ he grabs the bottle of pain killers, +
ccant believe that fucker- he-
[ no.. cowl could be going after mar right now. he quickly grabbed his phone to message mar before laying his head back again, exhaling.
he remembers where he is now.. he was.. probably safe?? who knew. ]
a look of concern. ]
let me- let me check the damage, okay...? that wound was pretty gnarly, i know you're 'invincible' and all but even the best of us dont heal /that/ fast . . .
[ the boy had nearly dozed off on the couch - his cat scrambled off his lap, scurrying off to hide somewhere in the apartment... he's not the fondest of new people. ]
Ah-! No! No, nothing like that- Hold on, don't move...
[ mark stands, coming back to the bed to check +
on the other, holding his hands out to show he means no harm. ]
You.. uh, you passed out when I was taking you back with me . . . but i don't think you're healed well enough to go anywhere yet !
[ He doesnt make a move to actually stop the other, looking down at him with +
hardly been here a week and ive already got a variant of me with a mohawk passed out in my apartment. is this normal around here !!! i dont mind helping him. he was fucked up. but waow. its been eventful