everywhere i go // open
Jan 24, 2016 3:02:35 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2016 3:02:35 GMT -5
Well, Adrienné had done it again, considering the wide and bleeding gash across her side, it wasn't anything good. It wasn't anything atypical for the Daughter of Apollo, who'd gotten herself into enough dangerous situations. After all, she had been in a military camp since she was ten years old, there wasn't much that she did that could have been really considered sane or normal from the mortal viewpoint. However, Adri was responsible, and accidents didn't come about her too much, especially now that she was mature and proficient with the weapons that she had wielded. The story behind the scar this time was especially embarrassing, she had been looking through the armory for her sword, trying to find the last place she had set down her gladius when she accidentally knocked over another legionnaires weapon from the rack, the tumbling weapon slashing her across the side. Making her escape from the armory to the Medical Bay was her biggest challenge with a bleeding gash, but once she was in there, there shouldn't have been much of a problem, right? Hopefully, she'd be alone in there.
Adrienné pushed through the doors of the Sick Bay, making her way around the back. She knew this place well, being a Daughter of Apollo. Healing was her forte. Hopefully closing the gash across her side would be healed with no problems. Not that she was going to let anyone else help her with the healing endeavors, she could do that on her own, or at least that was what the centurion liked to believe. She was a fighter, not a medic, she hadn't paid much attention to how to heal herself or other people for that matter. With that, Adri grabbed a roll of bandages and some cleaner, swiping the cleaner over her wound with a wince from the sting of the alcohol. Not her best moment, that was for sure.
Adrienné pushed through the doors of the Sick Bay, making her way around the back. She knew this place well, being a Daughter of Apollo. Healing was her forte. Hopefully closing the gash across her side would be healed with no problems. Not that she was going to let anyone else help her with the healing endeavors, she could do that on her own, or at least that was what the centurion liked to believe. She was a fighter, not a medic, she hadn't paid much attention to how to heal herself or other people for that matter. With that, Adri grabbed a roll of bandages and some cleaner, swiping the cleaner over her wound with a wince from the sting of the alcohol. Not her best moment, that was for sure.
