concoursec | this ain't old yeller

Characters: Eugene & you
Location: Backdated to Dollet. In Garden's Infirmary.
Rating: PG for injuries.
Open/Closed/Finished: Open.
Summary: Eugene takes care of a wounded "soldier".

Eugene was never good with medicines. He'd always paid off some minor herbalist or physician whenever he'd been seriously injured in his thieving days of yore. Any cold or flu caught would be dealt with through staying put and trying to self-administer simple cures all on his own. He knew basic clean, cleanse, stitch and bandage (although bitterly the lessons were learnt) and the old bundle-up was never treasured more than when he'd been holed up in a cave or crooked rafter, shivering to his bones. After he started living with Rapunzel in the castle, any injuries or maladies were tended by the Castle doctor. From the doctor, he'd learnt that herbal remedies could easily cure a flu, or how something common from the dirt ground could fix an infection.

Right now, pulling at cupboards and drawers, he really wishes that the castle doctor were attending Garden as well. He would know what to do in this situation.

Lying on his side on one of the sickbeds, a lone wolf pup with a busted, red and bruised leg whimpers, his leg cushioned by a propped, red-stained pillow.

Eugene had found the injured pup near the edge of the forest in Dollet during his self-taught tour around the quaint little town, and after surmising that if he left the pup be the animal would slowly, painfully perish, he bundled the pup up in his jacket and brought him into Garden. Into the infirmary.

He'd already successfully cleaned the little critter and disinfected the leg (the wolf's fur turns out to be auburn with little patches of dark chestnut here and there). Now he's seeing to administering the antibacterial creams that will keep the wound from repeat infection in the future.

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"There is a vet in town who would be much better equipped - not to mention trained - to handle an animal."

Five minutes. Touma left the infirmary for five minutes ~~to use the bathroom~~ and he came back to someone bringing in a wild animal. (Sure, there were a number of illegal pets around Garden, but most of those were domesticated cats.)

He made no effort to keep his disapproval out of his voice.

Eugene turns to look over his shoulder, frowning. He does not like the critical, scolding tone. He wants to tell the kid off (especially when there's an injured animal present) but first he's confused.

"...what is a 'vet'?"

"A doctor for animals."

Touma sighed, striding forward to inspect the wolf. While he had a phone in his office, he didn't have the Dollet phone book handy, and if this idiot had already carried the pup in from somewhere, he didn't want to disturb its injuries further by moving it again.

Ugh. Digimon were hard enough; he'd never had to deal with normal animals. At least it was a species similar to Gaomon and not, say, a bird.

"Where'd you find it?"

"There's a doctor for animals?"

Eugene makes a puzzled face, a little less annoyed now that Touma is focusing on the wolf pup. He's cautious as he approaches the sickbed, reaching out and smoothing back the fur atop the pup's head. The pup makes a little keening sound, then pushes his muzzle against Eugene's palm.

"Him. He's a boy."

Eugene has never been fond of "it". Reserved for animals, lesser people, and unfortunates.

"He was near the forest edge, abandoned and injured."

While Cissie wasn't exactly trained to heal animals, she did recognize a potential patient when she saw one... and even worse, she recognized the guy who'd brought the wolf pup in all too well.

She groaned, rubbing her temples as she wandered over to where he was. "Please tell me you're planning on returning him/her/it/whatever after we make it feel better."

Eugene frowns, turning to look over his shoulder.

"He. Don't call him an 'it'. And if you're gonna be critical, then at least focus that snark on the wolf."

She sighed, setting her stuff down to better look at the wolf. While she wasn't exactly afraid of wild animals, she also hadn't seen them too often prior to coming here. "I'll try my best, but I'm not exactly an animal doctor."

Mostly, she'd seen monsters - and those were usually killed pretty quickly. Cissie raises her hand over the wound and murmurs, "Cura."

If nothing else, at least it'd prevent further injuries from happening in the future.

Eugene relaxes a little when Cissie begins to administer a (hopefully directly healing) spell.

He lets out a sigh of relief as the wolf pup's whimpers lessen.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

There wasn't much else she could do at the moment, and with her (limited) medical knowledge, Cissie feared she'd be hurting the poor guy more than she'd be helping it. "So how'd this guy wind up in so much trouble?"

Eugene lays out a hand over the pup's muzzle. The pup sticks out his tongue and licks at Eugene's fingers.

"I think someone in Dollet went hunting and caught the little guy."

The guy might've been mistaken for a monster? Ouch, that didn't sound any fun. Leaning forward to inspect the wound better, she finishes doing what she can - which boiled down to administering another Cure spell and cleaning the wound.

"Poor guy." She sighs, then giving Eugene an apologetic smile. "This is where my medical expertise ends, so I'm gonna call Touma or Dr. Kadowaki over. Is that okay?"

Eugene nods. "As long as the little guy gets his help, I'm good with anything." He claps a hand on Cissie's shoulder giving her a thankful smile. "Whichever one can make this a painless procedure, I'd go with him."

"Great." The look of relief on her face is obvious. "I'll go call them over."

Just before she heads out, she glances over her shoulder. "Hey, Eugene? I know we're not exactly on the best terms... but I'm glad this guy's got you to look after him."

Eugene gives her a big smile. He kinda likes this girl. "Least I can do since I've got someone pretty great watching out for Rapunzel."

She grins back. "I don't know about that, but thank you. She's a pretty great friend herself."

Before she forgets to call a doctor, she disappears off to find Touma. Hopefully the little guy'll get better. (She knows he will - it's just hard watching the dog and being unable to do much.)

Eugene turns back to the wolf pup, reaching out and stroking back the pup's ears. "Now if only we could convince her to keep her hair in that braid all the time." He looks over his shoulder back to Cissie, wryly smiling. "You would not believe the amount of time goes in to cleaning all seventy feet of those locks."

Then Cissie is gone (or perhaps she was already gone and Eugene had been talking to air) and Eugene is left alone with the wolf pup once more. He tries to keep the pup's whimpering to a minimum, but it is obvious that the pain is still lingering.

this ain't old yeller

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