Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140301210623/@comment-24296957-20140706161034

Gripping the plume of the feather, Amet placed his right hand on the ground for extra leverage.

"Ready? One...two...three!"

On that count, Amet pushed from the ground and pulled back, removing the feather from Reiku's shoulder. Followed was the sickening squelch of blood and muclse moving back into place. Throwing the blood-tipped feather off to the side, he payed no heed to Reiku's grunts of pain. The boy immediately began to work.

Clearing the pooling blood, Amet applied the antiseptic directly to the wound. Looking over the wound once more, the student was relieved. While it did cut some muscle, it wasn't life-threating. It might hinder him in battle, but it was nothing some Aura couldn't patch up until they got back to Beacon.

Rubbing on the numbing agent, Amet heard the boy exhale a sigh of relief. Internally, Amet let out one, too. After some gauze and wrappings, the heir gently patted Reiku on his good shoulder and helped him up.

"You'll live.  Put some Aura on it until we get to Beacon." Amet smiled, stowing the field kit back into his pocket.

Staring into the sky, Amet's gaze fell on the crater he created.

"That's the minimum I can do.  You want showy, I'll give you showy," Amet snarled, "Let's move."

With that, Amet trudged back into the forest, not caring if his partners were following him or not.