Bruised shoulder

 "Early today I did a little 'fight' with a girl but it was... terribly dull as I only walked away with some dust on my tunic," They spoke of it as though it were some sad thing before, "Where is the fun in that? Sure it might satisfy a bored noble man with money to spare but," They paused trying to find the proper words before they looked back to the rat.

"I need to fight harder than that, need a bit of blood shed, need a risk to it," The more they spoke the more excited they sound before they looked to the others a wide smile sliding across their hidden face, "So lets fight a bit harder? Put our health on the line and properly live a little yeah~? No hard feelings win or lose just a proper bit of fun~!" The masked youth grew more and more excitable as they spoke eagerness spilling into their words, "What do you say rat~? You're still interested~?"
(Omen)
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[18:31] "Just do it Arty, show your strength! If you get hurt or even this being? IT WILL BE PERFECT!

A little practice for my medical knowledge." In this the scientist was already opening his satchel..

From inside he took out a pair of lovely gloves, medical tools and some weird flasks with some strange liquids inside.. Where did he get all that? It was better not to question.
(Acantho)
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[18:33] In the, not so far, distance and right next to Acantho, is Tehra. Her arms crossed as she is listening to what Omen is saying. Her smile erodes as suspicion takes hold of her sharp eyes. Her eyebrows curl as she is registering what Omen really means and with the click of her tongue. Her smile comes back full force! Her sharp teeth beaming with energy as she sees... an opportunity.

"It's perfect.", yes! Exactly what Acantho said... they both, or three if Arty doesn't get injured... can gain and test out the medical knowledge they gained from the Al'britu's class. Her blue eyes beam with energy at the thought of that!
(Tehra)
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[18:33] Tehra says, "Don't get your pretty ass kicked, Arty! So you can learn alongside us."
[18:34] Observing the Masked man who would now be proposing a more serious fight, the man could have expected the rat to maybe ready a gun or a blade, but... Strangely, the Razuka would only raise both of it's fists.

"Ya, ya, say wathever za fuck you want, Acantho, i want some gloves if i win." Taking small jumps, the rat would gaze onto the man from head to toe.

"Let'z do it." The rat would say without taking much tought, this would be it's first serious battle and by the look of the man in front of the rat, he were one more than eager to fight.

They should be careful if they desired to win.
(Arty)
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[18:35] Arty asks, "Can ya both get out of the way?"
[18:35] Arty says, "Thanks."
[18:36] Tehra exclaims, "Now! This is true fighting!"
[18:37] Tehra exclaims, "Hold the advantage, raty!"
[18:50] With two of it's fists raised, Arty would soon start dashing throught the 'battlefield', the Razuka truly would prove to know how to move, one thing in which they would have learned after a life in the sewers.

Moving around Omen and managing to hit strikes whenever possible, both of them took countless hits, but Arty managed to be faster, hitting him onto his belly as he would soon fall onto the ground.

If he looked up, he would see something odd, the rat would have his bag of coins onto his hand, even counting the ammount that they would have managed to snatch in the middle of the fight.

Would that have been the reason of why they would choose to give the final blow onto his belly?

But soon, Arty would get back onto it's senses. "Oh- That was not a serious fight... Uh......." Placing the coins onto the ground, the rat would laugh. "Old Habits... Mhm."

"That was a nice Exchange of punches, mhm."
(Arty)
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[18:55] After the combat, the being would then approach.. As it shook its head towards Arty, who literally stole the masked man's coins! What a thing.

"Don't do this Arty, it's not the old days anymore." The young scientist spoke, before then, bending down beside Omen, "Now.. Let me see your bruises.

Don't move, lie down on the ground." At that, a hand gesture was made and Omen..

He could feel his body getting quite heavy, almost as if gravity was pulling him down harder! And well, he was, due to the scientist's control over such thing.

However, not in an extreme way - just what was necessary to speed up the process.. So all good!
(Acantho)
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[18:55] * You have been awarded 5 Levels! *
[18:57] Watching from the backlines, all that Tehra really did was cheer Arty on, to avoid one of the members of the ''squad'' having their ass kicked! This will be a proof that they definitely are able to fend for themselves, that's for sure. Well... watching as instead of Arty getting their ass kicked, who does in fact get their ass kicked and robbed is Omen. "Well, well, well, this will be fabulous."

It was not only Acantho that approached Omen, but Tehra did too... from another direction! She sure is suspicious with that wide and unwelcoming grin that goes from ear to ear. "Do as Acantho says and we will treat you very well, we promise!", is she chuckling?

She is close and if Omen gives in to Acantho's gravity... Acantho won't be the only one going through Omen's injuries.
(Tehra)
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[19:03] If the masked youth had been excited before they became properly estatic as the fighting began in full; it would quickly become apparent that Omen's fighting style was a bit dirty but that somewhat made them mirror the rat somewhat.

The damage only seemed to encourage them to fight harder it seemed and truly it was only the powerful finishing blow to their gut that caused them to stop; a surprisingly small sound almost a squeak escaped them as they crumpled to the floor clutching their injured gut.

Yet this was what they wanted, the rush of blood in their ears and the thrill of fighting, the damage they'd taken and the damage they'd given; even if they lost they were empowered an- no the pain was a bit too much for them to continue thinking like that they were still just a kid after all.

"I'll lie down yeah and you do what you got-" They paused as they were handed back some coins blinking slightly before taking them, "Oh? Why thank you, I didn't even realize you swiped my purse guess I'm an easy mark when I get excited about a fight like that..."
(Omen)
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[19:11] "Yeah, yeah, you need to have a better watch over your wallet."

She says as she starts to adjust Omen's clothing, her blue eyes were attentive to all the fighting... registering not only where Omen was struck but where Arty was too! (in case the rat lost) Her pale and agile hands started working on her 'own thing' obviously, Acantho was probably trying to use his medical knowledge to test out the right procedures to treat the injury.

Instead of trying to treat the injury itself, no, Tehra looked like she was rummaging through Omen's body! Studying, feeling how tense the muscles are and how damaged and tattered the skin is from the bruises that he got from all the unarmed blows given out by Arty.

From an outside perspective... she just looks like she is simply examining Omen's wounded body. From an inside perspective... Tehra was making mental notes of every tiny thing she is able to study out of Omen's body. And. Ouch!What is this sharp pain? From a moment to another, Omen's arm was struck by a syringe, feeling a little bit of his blood being rapidly removed and... and just as fast as it appeared, it quickly vanished too... Omen's blood is probably inside something... now stored in Tehra's backpack.

Satisfied. She only gives out a chuckle, steps back and starts to write down some notes on her personal... book of notes!
(Tehra)
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[19:14] With the young one lying down, the scientist separated his equipment.. A scapel, for no reason at all, an ointment... And some bandages.

In addition to a bottle with water and also, cloth!

Putting on his gloves, which he had taken off before the start of the fight - these were put on. And then, the area of the wound exposed, since everything else was pretty alright, except for the shoulder that had a bigger bruise.

With a few glances, he would then use the cloth and water to clean the injure of any dirt! The water was icy cold, as expected - while the cloth? A little rough, but Acantho was careful to the touch so there was no problem.

Consecutively after cleaning, he said, "Alright help me here, Teh..

In order to apply the medicine." And then the bottle containing the lax essence was taken, offered a little to Tehra and then applied to the shoulder area.

Notably, the scientist almost massaged the area by applying it in conjunction with his friend, probably.. And why that? To ensure that the drug was well absorbed into the skin! And in that, such an area would be dormant, mostly, for Omen - given the functions of such a medicine.

When completed, the bands were used to wrap the area numerous times and when finished.. The whole shoulder was wrapped. Quite the work, not perfect - but, it would do!

"That should be enough, avoid using your arm for a while until you fully recover.. And rest! And soon? Everything should be fine since it's not something too serious." That said, he started putting everything back in his satchel..

Since they had completed that treatment.. At least, he did.. As Tehra... Well, she literally stole blood from Omen and did other things! Not a problem.
(Acantho)

[ Bunch of People Arrive ]

The naïve and beaten youth did not put up much of a fuss when they received their treatment; was it normal to take blood from the arm when the injury was a bruise on the shoulder? Omen couldn't say they hardly ever been to the doctors before as expensive as they were but the two kids certainly seemed to know what they were doing so the masked boy just let them do whatever they wished.

When it was all said and done medicine was applied to the wounded shoulder which meant it was all better right? A quick attempt to roll it was a bit painful sure but it was manageable.

"Yeah that seems better, thanks for that the-" Their conversation paused as well quite a few people showed up, an almost intimidating amount of people especially when you were recently injured, "Eh... what is this then? You all just... walking about?"
(Omen)