living with the scars - OPEN - MEDIC NEEDED

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; color: #FFF9F9; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]beau was wondering around camp, half-blind as he searched for abathur or nikolaj. during the thinderclan raid, a full-grown dragon attacked him and during their fight, beau's face got scratched up pretty bad. he stumbled for a second before he found a medic. sighing, the white lion sat down. "ABATHUR! NIKOLAJ!" he called, beginning to feel dizzy.


    //he has a couple minor wounds on his back from dragon claws, and three large gashes going across his face. one goes from his forehead to his upper lip, one from his forehead to his right cheek, and one across his right cheek, next to the one from his forehead. they all missed his eyes, but they will permanently scar.
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    #beau2k15

    [justify]"What happened?" Pollux asked, not making any move to help. He was not a medic, and he wasn't one of the names being shouted, so he figured his assistance was not needed nor desired.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; width: 440px;][font=Georgia]"No need to yell, a telepathic message would suffice." Came the voice of the doberman as he trotted over before conjuring up his bag of herbs and medicine. Raking his gaze over the wound, he turned and pulled out several cobwebs and towels and trying to press them against the wound to soak up some of the blood.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; color: #FFF9F9; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]beau was about to speak and say he hadn't thought of it, but decided against it as the cobwebs pressed against his face. he held back a hiss, the pain was bad and it was only making beau more irritated.


    //power play to heal allowed
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    #beau2k15

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    "Will want to visit medic's den after procedure..." Abathur commented, crawling forwards at Beau's call. He would've been more panicked, but the obviously more experienced medic was already performing on the current subject of concern...




    Yeah, he was just too tired to worry, probably.













    [abbr=Green glow, time control, possessions + shapeshifting (9/9), size manipulation, conjuration, venomous fangs][size=6pt]Powers/Mutations[/size][/abbr]
    [abbr=Very hard-extreme, PM for capture/kill/maim][size=6pt]Battle Tags[/size][/abbr]
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    [size=6pt]#abathurevolve[/size]

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    [color=transparent]#kicksiedidit

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    ⋆⋆⋆ //tracking for now :0

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    [abbr=male, BloodClan, Third Tier, bestie to Clyde, tiger body, elemental powers]✯[/abbr] [abbr=really difficult, attack in skyblue, current body is a tiger]✯[/abbr] [abbr=elemental powers, tiger body]✯[/abbr] ✯
    HENDRIX !

    [hr][hr]The striped feline raced over, a gasp leaving his lips at the sight of Beau. Dxmn, who had the balls to fxck with his apprentice? The tiger bolted closer to the scene, turning to Nikolaj. [color=skyblue]"Anything I can do to help?" he asked the Fourth Tier.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; color: #FFF9F9; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]beau heard the gasp from hendrix and all it did was make beau more worried. thoughts raced through his mind and he had to hold back tears. taking a breathe, the lion spoke, "how bad is it? I didn't have time to look." the last thing the young apprentice wanted was some damn scars.
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    #beau2k15

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 325px; text-align: justify;][color=white][font=georgia][size=8]Mari padded over with a worried frown. She didn't speak, not yet, but she did appear agitated.
    [color=transparent] #macabremarina

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 400px; color: white;][justify][size=10]What was all that damn yelling about? The cub slunk out of the den she'd been sleeping in, an irritated look on her snowy features before genuine concern flashed over them at the sight of Beau. Woah, not good. "Man, who'd you pick a fight with?" the said, trotting over to the other cub, nonexistent brows furrowed.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; color: #FFF9F9; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]beau kept his gaze away from his mother, knowing she was mad. he turns to the younger bloodclanner and let out a huff. "i didn't even do anything! i was at a raid and a full grown dragon attacked me," he stated, while trying to keep still for Nikolaj.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; width: 440px;][font=Georgia]"I appreciate the offer, but I believe I have this under control." He said, words directed towards Hendrix before returning his gaze back to Beau and pulling off the blood-soaked towels. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a small bundle of marigold and began to chew on it until it turned into a paste. Leaning forward, he spat out the poultice onto the wounds to prevent infection and help the bleeding to cease. Turning back to his back once more, he took out a small pawful of poppy seeds and placed them before the second tier. "Eat those and you should be fine." Nikolaj spoke after a prolonged silence.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; color: #FFF9F9; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:400px;]beau flinched as the marigold was spat in his face but he kept silent, waiting until he put down the poppy seeds to move. he quickly ate the poppy seeds, shaking out his pelt once he was done. "thank you. do you think the wounds on my face will scar?" he asked, quite scared that they would.
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