first aid kit.
@ the dormitories with @xvsujin
the thing with being able to create weapons out of your own bones is that there’s often a lot of blood and pain involved. definitely not a pretty sight, much to izzy’s dismay. her tolerance has certainly grown but she still has yet to reach that level of not feeling any pain at all when using her abilities and instantaneous healing is definitely out of the question, meaning the first aid kit in her shared room with sujin can never go empty. she has nothing to worry about really, when she doubts her roommate would ever allow that to happen.
it would be easier had she paid proper attention in all those first aid training classes, but she’s sure that even if she did, redressing a wound on the back of her left shoulder would still be a pain in the ass. it doesn’t help that her right arm is still sore from a healing fracture and the painkillers haven’t kicked in just yet.
“sujin.” she walks out of the bathroom, shirt in one hand and a roll of bandages in the other. tossing the shirt in the laundry basket, izzy turns to offer sujin a little pout, even if she knows the girl won’t need much convincing to be of help. perks of having the best roommate ever, despite all her attempts to get izzy on the good guys’ side. can’t have it all, unfortunately. “i need help again. do you mind?”
