Catch-all; Mollymauk

[momming]

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[headmt]

[Giving a little casual salute in response when she greets him, looking quite pleased? This is a face he appreciates.]

Oh, much better, much better. Sorry, caught me in a rather terrible mood the other day. A little embarrassing at this point.

[momming]

I wouldn't worry about it. It seemed as though you'd been through quite a bit.

[ She can't blame him for being grumpy. ]

[headmt]

No more than anyone else here really.

[He's all cheer now, at least, or that's the face he's putting on.]

You mind doing me a favor?

[momming]

[ Most people didn't have a visible stab wound, Molly-- ]

If it's within my power, I don't see why not.

[ Somewhere, her superior is groaning over how she can possibly be like this. ]

[headmt]

Can-- Can you look at this again? This time I'll actually let you do something, if you want.

[Gesturing to his chest.]

Can't get Beau and Caleb off my arse about it. Figure I could use a doctor's word to prove it isn't going to make me keel over.

[momming]

Oh.

[ She blinks, but then she's just as swift to nod firmly. ]

Of course. It's probably better to have you sitting for an examination, and I won't need too many details, but just a brief summary of what caused it and how recently it happened.

Is that all right?

[headmt]

Oh, well, sure, I can sit, but ...

[He shuffles, a little awkward.]

Don't know how much I can help on the other part. It's all - [Waves a hand around his head.] A little fuzzy. So must have been recent, then. If I don't remember.

[momming]

... You don't remember the circumstances behind it?

[ Uh, should she also be checking him for a concussion ]

[headmt]

[Ha ha! Ha! Ha.]

Well, it isn't that mysterious or anything-- I remember we were in a fight. Big bastard. Name of Lorenzo. He'd nicked me at some point, I'm sure. Can't remember too much beyond that, but the others are apparently more up to date than I am. Somehow. Don't really know how that works.

[momming]

I see...

[ She looks a little mystified, but nods anyway. ]

I've known stranger things to happen. For now, let's get a look at that wound of yours and then you should be able to report back to your friends.

[headmt]

[yeah shit's weird.]

Great, great. So, sitting down you said, yeah?

[momming]

If you would. Pardon my forwardness, but I'm going to need to get a very close look at that chest.

[headmt]

'Course, of course, would never deny you the chance to look.

[Heading off to go find a seat somewhere? Maybe just the middle of the cafeteria. It's fine. Who cares. He'll pull off his coat at least, and just drop the linen shirt off of his shoulders - it isn't like it covers much anyway.

As it is, the wound is ... it's kinda gnarly. A couple inches long just off to the side of his chest. Like something was stabbed and twisted in there. But it's mostly healed. Scabbed over, by this point.]

[momming]

[ Otome examines it critically, mapping out the fringes of the wound with just the pads of her fingers. It's... definitely not a clean injury. There must have been a ton of tissue and muscle damage, just from the looks of it, and... ]

I don't know how deeply the weapon went in, but that you're moving about now is a little surprising. Especially if it's recent.

The scabbing is a promising sign, at least. Does it ache at all? Do sudden movements aggravate it?

[headmt]

[He sticks his arm out and moves it around to prove that he can. It's a little stuff, probably, but he's got a very high pain tolerance.]

Can't say it's been the most comfortable I've ever felt, but, like I said, had worse. 'Side - the other two didn't seem that concerned about it. Long as I'm up, it'll be alright.

[momming]

... I'll go ahead and clear you, under the agreement that if anything flares up or you feel in any sort of pain, you come to me immediately.

Is that fair?

[headmt]

An excuse to talk to a charming friend? You drive a terribly hard bargain here, Otome.

[momming]

Yes, well, this charming friend would also be poking and prodding and possibly wrapping uncomfortably tight bandages around you, so not entirely pleasant.

[ ... she says so cheerfully. ]

[headmt]

[This is so charming. He is so charmed right now. ]

Please, you're still making it sound so tempting.

[momming]

... Well, I suppose it takes all types.

[ If Molly is into being doctored, who is she to judge? ]