[He snorted slightly and dragged the kit closer to him before giving a not exactly elegant show of turning his back towards her without getting up from the ground or having to use his injured arm.
A Medic patching himself up wasn't the most glorious sight available. While they just had to point their medigun at everyone else and push down the lever to do something skin to magic, they had to treat their own wounds manually. They often went for some isolated place for that to not end up being found by an enemy... Or a teammate. During their missions time was limited, and so a Medic often ended up doing a rather crude job on himself. And every now and then a Medic that stumbled across his enemy counterpart licking his wounds also wouldn't hesitate to lend a quick hand.
Though that was a thing among Medics. Something none of their colleagues was to find out. Ever.
Not saying a word, the male RED searched through the box with his one fully usable hand and checked the labels of a few little bottles before picking one and turning to the task of unscrewing the lid with his teeth. While his other hand was practically uninjured as well, moving it would only put more strain on his wound.]
Ach. So you zhink I am actually interested in making some friends hier, ja? Vhat for? Und vhat Gut should zhis bring uns?
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Date: 2011-05-30 02:53 pm (UTC)A Medic patching himself up wasn't the most glorious sight available. While they just had to point their medigun at everyone else and push down the lever to do something skin to magic, they had to treat their own wounds manually. They often went for some isolated place for that to not end up being found by an enemy... Or a teammate. During their missions time was limited, and so a Medic often ended up doing a rather crude job on himself. And every now and then a Medic that stumbled across his enemy counterpart licking his wounds also wouldn't hesitate to lend a quick hand.
Though that was a thing among Medics. Something none of their colleagues was to find out. Ever.
Not saying a word, the male RED searched through the box with his one fully usable hand and checked the labels of a few little bottles before picking one and turning to the task of unscrewing the lid with his teeth. While his other hand was practically uninjured as well, moving it would only put more strain on his wound.]
Ach. So you zhink I am actually interested in making some friends hier, ja? Vhat for? Und vhat Gut should zhis bring uns?