#donna troy: 012

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[ wound ] your muse patches and bandages a wound my muse has gotten @ofcosmicwonder​

“It’s just a cut. Nothing too bad. It doesn’t even need stitches.” Cassie started by saying when the door opened, her hand over her side with dried blood tingeing her finger tips. It was really just that, a slash that wasn’t deep enough to need stitches, but she got nicked by the guy with a pocket knife. She hadn’t had her powers in so long and she couldn’t help but stare at the red two piece of uniform—the gold ‘W’ symbol over the front of the short-sleeved top seemed to taunt her most days. Her lasso stayed tucked away alongside it and it was a split-second decision to reach out and snatch it up, tugging on her uniform and going out. 

As if she could really do anything other than beat up some bad guys. 

That’s where she ended up in her current predicament, coming across a mugging. Her lasso was useless, so she just used her fists. At least she still had her knowledge in hand to hand combat, but she forgot she wasn’t as durable as she was before. The knife slashed out at her and she managed to jump back enough in time for it to end up just a cut. Cassie was quick to hit the guy hard enough to knock him unconscious and was now in the predicament of how to hide the injury from her impulsive decision. 

It took little for her feet to take her to Donna’s place. 

“Kon would...he’d worry, he’d ask why I was in my uniform. That’s all I seem to do to him these days: make him worry.” She let out a long breath; it was that among other things really. “Can you help me clean it up, please?” Cassie asked softly, swallowing around the lump that had formed in her throat.