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[revealedfangs]

Is- Is this on? Oh, I see!

Ahem!

You have reached Fang Baskerville, possibly with the intent on leaving a message. Do so, and I'll get back to you shortly.

... Is that really all?

[Beep.]

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[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

I didn't kill anyone, if that's what you're asking, you're so silly.

[Jack ducks past him into his apartment. WELP.]

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

I... [He frowns and tries to rationalize this strange behavior. Okay... So Jack somehow got shot, and the shock and probable bloodless was making him act so strange.]

The shower's down the hall, first to the right. Try not make any noise.

And please don't step on Tove or his little badgers.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Oh, goodness gracious, no, Tove saved me the other day.

[When he comes across the Chain he crouches and makes embarrassing crooning noises before heading onto the shower.

ENJOY YOUR PONDERING.]

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

[And Fang will just go make sure the rest of the coffee is warm, place his mug on the coffee table before the couch, and look for the first aid kit. When he has that and a good amount of bandages, he'll sit down on the couch.

Tove will suddenly jump from the hall and land on Fang's shoulders, giving a confused growl.]

Yeah... I don't know what's going on either.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Jack pops into the living room in a borrowed bathrobe, hair towelled dry to the best of his abilities. He doesn't look the least ashamed or awkward - in fact, he trots past Fang to the kitchen for some coffee himself.

When he comes back:]

Oh.

Can I stay here for a bit? I promise I'll play with Lily or something.

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

[Fang doesn't watch Jack enter the kitchen, but he looks up at his return.]

.... Lily will not be very happy to see you.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[He waves a hand dismissively.]

I'm sure I'd make a nice chew toy for Bandersnatch.

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

....

Let me see your wounds, Jack.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[:DDDDDDDDDDD

He sits next to Fang and just...drops the robe's shoulders. There's a small circular wound in his left shoulder - a faint glint of metal can be seen. The wound's edges, however, are starting to discolour from red to purple.]

...can you get the bullet out?

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

I think so, but I looks like it's starting to become infected.

[He has some sterilized tweezers, which he takes with a cloth pad to clean the wound a little.]

Hold still... [Leaning close, he'll try as gently as possible to extract the bullet with the tweezers.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[Just...ignore...the giggling....

And as soon as the bullet's gone Jack makes a dive for Tove.]

C'mere little guy!

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

[He winces at that but manages to gut the bullet out. He places it onto the table and dabs at the wound before Jack dives for Tove.

Tove barks in surprise and jumps off of Fang, landing on the other side of thr room and glaring at Jack.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with him?

[He asks, standing up to follow Tove -

But the wound twinges; it's starting to bleed.

But Tove is there, and he wants to pet him....

Hmmm.]

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

[Fang takes Jack's wrist to keep him down.]

Nothing. Tove, come here.

[The chain shuffles back and would begrudgingly let Jack cuddle and pet him.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[MRRRR MOE BADGER COME TO JACK -- ]

He's adorable! Aren't you adorable? You aaaare!

[He croons, wincing as he tries to lift the Chain upwards. Jack reaches for the bandages, then - they might help him move better.]

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

[ASKLHKFLJ SCARY

But Tove is going to crawl into your lap, Jack, just so you stay there.]

Again, please try to stay still, Jack.

[Once Jack (hopefully) listens, he'll apply a smear of neosporin to the injury and a fresh pad slightly damp with peroxide as well. Then he'll take the bandages to begin wrapping up his shoulder.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[WELL it's not like he'd died from severe wounds or anything...

Oh wait.]

Oh goodness, I'll probably need to wash off my sword properly, too. [He does sit still, to his credit.]

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

I'll do that for you. You should get some rest after this.

[He secures the last of the bandages with a pin.]

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head childishly.]

But the sun. I don't want to waste it.

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

I'm not letting you go out at night, Jack.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

You're not my father!

Or my mother.

[He whines.] I can go out when I want!

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

You're right, but you are a guest in this house, thus you are now under my guard. You'll only just get yourself killed, Jack.

[goldilocked.livejournal.com]

Does that matter? You do want me dead.

[revealedfangs.livejournal.com]

... Not like this.