[with vanille having healed the worst part of jiuqing's injuries, she's going to be leaving the pods to the others - both from her group and, later, from the second group that returned. for now, it's time to replace the field dressings with something a little more substantial.
chang geng - and percy, who is here because char is so very nicely allowing me to further traumatize him - will see her wounds as she sits up and removes the bloodied clothing she'd come back in.
the bleeding scrapes on her face have healed into light scratches and faint bruises - not much really needs to be done there. there are similar bruises and scratches on her legs and a very small patch of her upper arms.
on her neck, though, there's a deep-looking bruise that goes nearly the whole way around - it's fainter near the back of her neck, with the middle of the back of it entirely unbruised. it's about four finger widths thick.
where her ripped-off wings were is a knitted-together gash - it's still bleeding, but nowhere near as profusely as before.
and now that the wing bits are gone and the bleeding's not so severe, it's possible to see two very faint scars - they look decades old, even though jiuqing isn't that old herself. they're smallish, not super long - it looks like two somethings pierced her, at some point in the past.
they're in the spots that chang geng would have felt were a little off if he'd touched them while field dressing them. it's subtle, but something seems to be embedded there.]
[ percy... looks at this. if they're exposed, he is, unfortunately, going to absolutely look at them, his brows knit tightly together. a hand shakes at his side, which he grabs quietly with the other to hold it still. ]
[ chang geng has gathered all of his hair back for this, neatly managing to fit it all into a bun so that it's not in his face. it makes it easier to see the micro injuries, to make sure he's not missing anything, and to get a clearer look at the things that he felt at first touch.
he doesn't say anything, lets percy ask, but -
he does test around where he felt that subtle difference, fingertips careful. ]
[she winces a little when chang geng presses down. the strange feeling is about the size of a musket ball if he feels around - outside of that size, her back feels more or less normal.]
...I had wings. Someone cut... ripped...? Them off.
And before that... [her brow furrows] ...there was a fight... it was all a blur, but... something struck me from a distance.
[ he glances up at percy over jiuqing with that - because great liang knows guns, and this sounds like he's asking after a gunshot - before he goes back to assessing everything.
then, he's back to touching, cautious and gauging her reaction. ]
... Miss Su, there's something under the surface still. If we leave it, it may become infected as your body tries to expel it or heals around it. I'm not sure the pods will resolve this.
It sounds like a lot. I'm just glad you all made it out. [ he glances downwards a moment before stepping away a bit. ] Do you think it's something you'd want to try and take out tonight? Before we're all shut in...?
[ hm. they'll have to do it quickly, if that's the case. ]
Are either of you in possession of your knives still..? Vax has had mine since we received them. If nothing else, we can make a paste from the pain relievers to make it easier to cope with, and I have a precise hand. It would be quick.
...I think I'd like to, yes. The sooner it's out, the sooner it can heal properly.
[can you imagine if i hadn't bullied you guys into this tonight? percy could have sadly cut (redacted) out of jiuqing while she told him what to do and they mourned chang geng.
anyway, she indicates her bag. it's there in a corner of the medbay, probably having been left behind when she got whisked away earlier that morning.]
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week three, thursday
chang geng - and percy, who is here because char is so very nicely allowing me to further traumatize him - will see her wounds as she sits up and removes the bloodied clothing she'd come back in.
the bleeding scrapes on her face have healed into light scratches and faint bruises - not much really needs to be done there. there are similar bruises and scratches on her legs and a very small patch of her upper arms.
on her neck, though, there's a deep-looking bruise that goes nearly the whole way around - it's fainter near the back of her neck, with the middle of the back of it entirely unbruised. it's about four finger widths thick.
where her ripped-off wings were is a knitted-together gash - it's still bleeding, but nowhere near as profusely as before.
and now that the wing bits are gone and the bleeding's not so severe, it's possible to see two very faint scars - they look decades old, even though jiuqing isn't that old herself. they're smallish, not super long - it looks like two somethings pierced her, at some point in the past.
they're in the spots that chang geng would have felt were a little off if he'd touched them while field dressing them. it's subtle, but something seems to be embedded there.]
...thank you, for helping me.
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Where... did you get such wounds on your back?
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he doesn't say anything, lets percy ask, but -
he does test around where he felt that subtle difference, fingertips careful. ]
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...I had wings. Someone cut... ripped...? Them off.
And before that... [her brow furrows] ...there was a fight... it was all a blur, but... something struck me from a distance.
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That... is deplorable. [ fuck ] ... Was there an accompanying noise before the impact?
[ he has to close his eyes briefly ]
Like a small explosion...?
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then, he's back to touching, cautious and gauging her reaction. ]
... Miss Su, there's something under the surface still. If we leave it, it may become infected as your body tries to expel it or heals around it. I'm not sure the pods will resolve this.
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I... perhaps? It was so loud. We were in a cave, and everything was echoing...
[she winces under his touch, but nods.]
...then we'll have to cut it out, won't we?
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It sounds like a lot. I'm just glad you all made it out. [ he glances downwards a moment before stepping away a bit. ] Do you think it's something you'd want to try and take out tonight? Before we're all shut in...?
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Are either of you in possession of your knives still..? Vax has had mine since we received them. If nothing else, we can make a paste from the pain relievers to make it easier to cope with, and I have a precise hand. It would be quick.
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[can you imagine if i hadn't bullied you guys into this tonight? percy could have sadly cut (redacted) out of jiuqing while she told him what to do and they mourned chang geng.
anyway, she indicates her bag. it's there in a corner of the medbay, probably having been left behind when she got whisked away earlier that morning.]
My knife is in there.
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in any case, when she points, percy is going to go and make himself useful, fetching the bag so they can rifle through it and grab her knife.
a moment of hesitation, then: ]
Can I do anything to be of help?