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[imthepilot]

Bodhi comes in from the garden, clutching a bloody rag to his palm. He heads straight for the bar for some clean water and disinfectant. It's not a deep cut but being his hand, it's bleeding heavy.


[tinytag: Bodhi Rook]

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[guppy_sandhu]

"Need a hand?" Guppy asks, watching him.

[imthepilot]

"Please?" Bodhi winces as he removes the rag. "I slipped with the trowel while I was gardening."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Must be a sharp trowel!" Guppy says, looking at the wound.

[imthepilot]

"Not particularly." Bodhi looks abashed. "I was just really careless. I was pushing down on it and hit a rock. My hand slipped into the edge."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Have you ever had a tetanus shot?" Guppy asks, heading with him towards the infirmary.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head. "I... not that I know of? Should I have?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"It's to protect against diseases in the soil." Guppy says. "I can give you that when you're cleaned up, it's a quick jab with a needle."

[imthepilot]

"I hadn't thought of that. Yes, if you think it wise." he sheds his shirt, exposing his arm.

[guppy_sandhu]

"We'll do that at the end." Guppy says, cleaning up the hand.

"Any new medical problems I should know about?"

[deadeye_shot]

There's a woman seated at the bar doing paperwork. Her bearing screams military, from the straight-backed posture to the uncompromising gaze to the navy blue uniform with grey trim.

She glances up at the man with the bleeding hand running up to the bar, and stands. "Do you need help bandaging that?"

[imthepilot]

The uniform throws him for a moment but he rallies. "Please? It's not deep, I was just careless."

[deadeye_shot]

Bar provides a long, white bandage, as well as disinfectant gel and a bowl of clean water with a towel. Hawkeye soaks the rag and wrings it out before offering the cloth to the bleeding man. "How did you cut your hand?"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi takes it with a grateful nod, cleaning off his palm. There's old scar, almost parallel to the new cut. "I was careless with my trowel. I'm building a new garden on the south side of the bar." He manages a smile. "I'm Bodhi."

[deadeye_shot]

"Greetings, Bodhi. I'd offer you a hand, but you seem preoccupied," Hawkeye says, her hair falling over her right eye as she inclines her head very slightly. "I'm First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. A pleasure. What are you growing in your garden?"

[imthepilot]

"Nice to meet you, First Lieutenant Hawkeye." He checks the cut. "Do you might helping me strap this, please?"

"Vegetables mostly. And herbs. I'd always wanted to grow my own food but the soil where I grew up was too poor."

[deadeye_shot]

"Of course," Hawkeye says, adding disinfectant gel to the cut. She wraps it tightly, but not so tight his circulation will be cut off. After tucking the end of the bandage under the wrapped portion, she sits back on her stool. "Do you have a favorite vegetable?"

[imthepilot]

"Thank you." He shrugs at that. "I'm still learning my way around earth vegetables but I like potatoes. They're so versatile. As for from my own galaxy, I know they're an odd thing to like but I've always had a soft spot for acid beets."

[ostro_goth]

Teja is somewhere near the fireplace, working at his computer; but Count comes jumping up on the counter to lick some blood.

[imthepilot]

"Count! Don't do that." Bodhi mutters, trying to mop it up while trying not to drop more. "I'll get you some milk. Just let me get cleaned up here first."

[ostro_goth]

Teja gets up quickly and picks up the cat. "He is bloodthirsty," he says, with a perfectly straight face. "May I help you?"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi chuckles. He's use to Galen's puns.

"Please? It's an awkward place to have cut."

[ostro_goth]

Teja requests some things from the bar, and starts cleaning Bodhi's injury with a white cloth and some vile running alcohol. It probably stings.

"What happened?"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi hisses at the sting. "I slipped with the trowel while I was gardening. Nothing intentional." He's all too aware of the parallel scar on his palm. Another unintentional cut but one that lead him to a dark place.

[ostro_goth]

"What were you planting?" Teja asks as he keeps on cleaning the cut.

Count has wriggled free and is standing in the counter, watching.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi offers Count a pat with his free hand. "I was resigning the garden bed around the pod poppers. They've taken off. The soil here must be really good for them. I've never seen them grow so fast."