
"Ouch!"
Jaden cursed under his breath as he unwound the bandages covering the bottom half of his left arm. He hissed in pain as the bandages finally came off and the cool air hit the wound. "Crap," he muttered, as he rummaged through his knapsack with his good hand."Where's the freaking gooey stuff? I know I packed it..."
Finally, his hand came back out of the knapsack, grasping the treasured antibacterial cream. Squeezing a liberal amount onto the palm of his good hand, he began slowly rubbing it into the wound, nearly screaming as he felt an intense burning sensation. "Jeezes, I thought this crap was supposed to help!" He yelped as he finished.
Getting a new bandage strip, he began rolling it around the bottom half of his arm, rebinding the wound. He only hoped that it didn't get infected.
"Blasted Erasers," he growled, straightening his black wife-beater and pulling up the fingerless glove on his right hand so that it reached past his elbow. He always wore fingerless gloves to hide the scars.
Now if only he could find a way to hide the wings...