[Bruce eyes Conan's arm, frowning a little as he notices the lack of movement and the paleness of Conan's face.]
I just need you to jump enough that we can link hands and I can haul you up. [He wouldn't have the leverage, otherwise, just to pull Conan up from how deep he would have to lean forward.]
[ It sounds to Conan like this plan is going to hurt no matter what, so what was the point in involving other people again? He just sighs and gets up on his feet before crouching down to crank up the dial on his kick shoes. There's an odd light crackle of electricity near his right foot for a few seconds but it disappears quickly. ]
Ready? [ He only wants to have to do this once. If he misses then he'll probably end up catching his fall with the left arm and that isn't going to feel good, but he doubts very seriously if getting hauled up will feel much better. ]
[ He taps the toe of his shoe against the ground and moves over a little closer before finally jumping up, reaching his good hand out. ]
[Maybe if you informed him about your arm, Conan! Bruce's brows come together as he watches Conan bend down and do something to his shoes. The little light show makes his brows raise instead, confused as to what he's seeing. Still, when he sees Conan prepared, he shifts his stance on his knees and gets ready to catch the hand as it's flung up.
He's definitely not ready for how powerful the child's jump is, but he manages to snag Conan's right hand and wrist, holding firmly. Why wasn't he using both hand-- is Conan hurt!? Damn it-!]
Hold on! [He quickly worked to pull Conan up, his back complaining a little about it.] Conan, are you okay??
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 12:47 am (UTC)From:glassesbrat
[ He feels the other catch his arm and braces himself to be pulled back up. He's been through pain a lot worse but headache is making is extra unbearable. He closes his eyes and waits for the moment he's back on solid ground again. ]
I'm okay, I just need headache medicine. [ He pauses. ] and possibly a splint.
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 02:25 am (UTC)From:aggravated
[Bruce makes sure that Conan is on proper ground before he sits back, flexing his shoulders a little before he cues in particularly on that last line.]
..A splint? [The other arm! Bruce frowns hard, moving over.] Conan, what happened? What did you manage to do since you woke up here?
Date: Sat, Oct. 11th, 2014 08:20 am (UTC)From:glassesbrat
[ Conan's not so keen on letting anyone touch his arm, he knows it's broken. He doesn't really need anyone to confirm that but he might get frowned at, or worse his arm grabbed anyway if he refuses. ]
[ begrudgingly, and with a lot of wincing and pained expressions he offers his arm out to Bruce. ]
I already know it's broken. I just want headache medicine right now.
Don't try to move it-! [Conan do you know nothing about preserving yourself!? Bruce hisses softly through his teeth and moves, his warm hands gentle as he checks where the break is. It could be worse, he can tell after just a few moments of feeling with knowing fingertips, but it would take time to heal.]
Let's get you over to the Northtown clinic. We can get you in a splint- [materials for casting just didn't exist here] -and medicine for the headache.
[Bruce looks down at Conan, then bluntly suggests-] It'll be easier if I carry you.
Date: Sun, Oct. 12th, 2014 08:00 am (UTC)From:glassesbrat
[ Well, considering he's been savagely beaten with a bat, nearly strangled more times than he can count, nearly been blown up on multiple occasions, suffered multiple head injuries, fallen from various heights, ran across a burning bridge with an obscenely high fever, got back on his feet after being stomped on several times, was once thrown out of an airship, shrank and grown ten years in the span of a few minutes and willingly takes imperfect antidotes to his "condition" despite the fact he knows good and well it could kill him, probably not. ]
Mm. [ He offers a tiny nod so he can't not upset his headache any further. ] But I can walk just fine.
You can, but you look as pale as a ghost and you're sweating slightly. Between the headache and the arm, I'd like you to not pass out on me. [Bruce is trying to be logical. He knows it must be difficult, because carrying someone is bad at the best of times, but having to accept it isn't any easier.]
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Re: action.
Date: Sat, Oct. 4th, 2014 03:40 pm (UTC)From:I just need you to jump enough that we can link hands and I can haul you up. [He wouldn't have the leverage, otherwise, just to pull Conan up from how deep he would have to lean forward.]
action.
Date: Sat, Oct. 4th, 2014 04:09 pm (UTC)From:Ready? [ He only wants to have to do this once. If he misses then he'll probably end up catching his fall with the left arm and that isn't going to feel good, but he doubts very seriously if getting hauled up will feel much better. ]
[ He taps the toe of his shoe against the ground and moves over a little closer before finally jumping up, reaching his good hand out. ]
Re: action.
Date: Sun, Oct. 5th, 2014 04:41 pm (UTC)From:He's definitely not ready for how powerful the child's jump is, but he manages to snag Conan's right hand and wrist, holding firmly. Why wasn't he using both hand-- is Conan hurt!? Damn it-!]
Hold on! [He quickly worked to pull Conan up, his back complaining a little about it.] Conan, are you okay??
action. wow. sure would help if I hit 'post comment'
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 12:47 am (UTC)From:I'm okay, I just need headache medicine. [ He pauses. ] and possibly a splint.
Re: action.
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 02:25 am (UTC)From:..A splint? [The other arm! Bruce frowns hard, moving over.] Conan, what happened? What did you manage to do since you woke up here?
action.
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 02:46 am (UTC)From:Nothing. I haven't even been allowed to sleep. But I remember falling down a flight of stairs before I woke up here.
Re: action.
Date: Tue, Oct. 7th, 2014 06:25 pm (UTC)From:[Bruce lets out a breath and moves over, reaching out but not touching.]
Let me take a look, Conan? If something is wrong with your arm, we don't want any more damage being done to the bone or muscle.
action.
Date: Sat, Oct. 11th, 2014 08:20 am (UTC)From:[ begrudgingly, and with a lot of wincing and pained expressions he offers his arm out to Bruce. ]
I already know it's broken. I just want headache medicine right now.
Re: action.
Date: Sat, Oct. 11th, 2014 05:48 pm (UTC)From:Let's get you over to the Northtown clinic. We can get you in a splint- [materials for casting just didn't exist here] -and medicine for the headache.
[Bruce looks down at Conan, then bluntly suggests-] It'll be easier if I carry you.
action.
Date: Sun, Oct. 12th, 2014 08:00 am (UTC)From:Mm. [ He offers a tiny nod so he can't not upset his headache any further. ] But I can walk just fine.
Re: action.
Date: Sun, Oct. 12th, 2014 05:33 pm (UTC)From: