#( ellinon got to much love last night apparently )
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kinglyisms-archived · 1 year ago
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♚ — @mythcaels ;; Wyatt & Ellinon. “Wyatt, you’re bleeding.”
   “Congrats, Ellinon, and here I thought you were capable of more thought than that.” Wyatt snapped, pushing the man out of the way to get to the kitchen and the first aid kit that was stashed under the sink. He yanked the doors open, grabbed the box and tossed it on top of the counter. “Not the first fucking stab wound I had and it’s not going to be the last. I don’t know why you’re standing there looking like that.” He had more issues to deal with than just the fact he was bleeding. “Maybe if I finally bleed to death the entire world will be happy.” Not that, he does actually have some self-preservation. Mostly because he refuses to die until he takes Luka Reid with him. 
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   Wyatt unlatched the box on the kit and tossed the lid back, digging around for something to use to stitch the wound shut. He learned many forms of first aid while he was passed around as a slave. He can take care of horrible wounds, simple ones and even broken bones. Magic, his mother had taught him, could be healing too. But he’s never bothered to study that far into it when his own hands can do the same thing as a little bit of lights can. Just give him some fire and an iron poker and he can fix himself that way too.
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