Remnants of Calamity
Nov. 9th, 2009 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfanI knelt by Holmes. "I'm doing this under protest you know," I murmured as I began to undo the strapping. "Your ribs need the support."
"It's necessary," Holmes answered, his fingers digging painfully into my shoulders, his jaw set too tight for more words.
Layer by layer the cloth came away, and revealed on each pass more of the hideous aura of yellow and green which had expanded to cover Holmes's torso from collarbone to beltline. The colors deepened, dark mottling following the indentations left by the constrictive bandaging as I worked my way towards the heart of the damage.
"It's necessary," Holmes answered, his fingers digging painfully into my shoulders, his jaw set too tight for more words.
Layer by layer the cloth came away, and revealed on each pass more of the hideous aura of yellow and green which had expanded to cover Holmes's torso from collarbone to beltline. The colors deepened, dark mottling following the indentations left by the constrictive bandaging as I worked my way towards the heart of the damage.
