[Lightning sighs, letting her shoulders slump in slight relief--good she's not badly hurt--before she reaches down, digging into her pouch and coming up with a small spray bottle, purple in color. This wouldn't work on anything bigger than what Vanille has, and it may not work at all, but it nothing else it'll stop any stinging. She reaches forward to take Vanille's arm, gently this time.]
This may sting a little.
[Probably, anyway. The last time she used one of these on herself, all it did was stop the bleeding faster than leaving it exposed to open air would have. But it's all she's got on her at the moment--her human use first aid kit is upstairs in her room, with the rest of her things. She'll get them later--for now, she's looking at Vanille.]
You sure you're alright?
[She's not Fang, that's for damn sure. But that doesn't mean she thinks everything's okay now that they're outside. Not after that display.]
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9/6/13 10:21 (UTC)This may sting a little.
[Probably, anyway. The last time she used one of these on herself, all it did was stop the bleeding faster than leaving it exposed to open air would have. But it's all she's got on her at the moment--her human use first aid kit is upstairs in her room, with the rest of her things. She'll get them later--for now, she's looking at Vanille.]
You sure you're alright?
[She's not Fang, that's for damn sure. But that doesn't mean she thinks everything's okay now that they're outside. Not after that display.]