Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20131214021037/@comment-27603392-20131230024118

Sighed, she walked over to where he was sitting and gently grasped on his chin, tilted his head to the side. It wasn't a deep cut, but it won't do any good leaving the wound exposed like this.

"Stay still." Her voice was calm.

Her brother and his teammate has these kind of injures all the time, and Tianee has been promoted to the hockey team's personal medic after years of treating their wounds after practice, so she knew what she was doing. Placed a piece of cotton over the cut, the teal hair girl pressed it there before covered it with a bandage, "There, that should do it."

Tristan's was worse - having a bruise very close to the eye. Pulling a chair close to him before sitting down, Tianee gestured him to tilt his head before placing her first aid bag - she always carry one around, incase of something like this happen around her.

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Her hand was warm on his skin.

Leaned forward when Tianee cleaned the wound, he sighed quietly. Not much women has ever been this... kind to him, not before he gets with them and certainly not after he leaves them.

She was different, he can tell.