cape_kore | 002 | Kobra Kid

Kobra?

[This is everything he was afraid of when he first saw the wolves, and that it's Kobra makes it so much worse. Harm to a human is a terrible thing; harm to a friend makes it near unbearable. He's almost reeling. Can he do stitches, if he had to? He isn't even sure; it's an antique treatment and without a local anesthetic it would probably be harder on him than Kobra. Maybe it won't be necessary for him to do that, but he's also completely incapable of doing nothing. What if no qualified doctor makes an appearance?]

I'm coming to you.

No! Dan, I'm not in danger any more. I'm inside and I'm safe and it's really not so bad. I'll be fine. I want you to stay safe, too. Please?

[He's going to feel like epic shit if Dan gets hurt because of him.]

Stay with Lydia, okay? She needs you more.

[That's an order, whatever Kobra and Lydia might say about not taking orders from them, and it has a certain weight, but the First Law always outweighs the Second. Daneel hesitates, briefly and anxiously, while the potentials war in his mind.]

That's not correct, Kobra. Lydia is safe. At present she does not need me more. You're not safe. You're injured. If I can help in any way then I must do what I can.

God damn it! [He leans his head back against the stone wall.]

Be careful. You have to be careful. It's not life-threatening or anything. I promise. It's just a scratch. It's not worth you getting hurt over.

I won't be hurt, Kobra. I will be very careful, I promise you. I am coming and I will see you soon.

Okay. I'll be at the back door to let you in.

[he pushes himself up and, fuck, does that hurt, but he's not going to let Daneel see that. He doesn't want him risking himself any more than he's already about to.]

[Action]

[It doesn't take Daneel long to reach the church, and he's only stopped long enough to fetch the most basic of first aid supplies, the sort of thing that will be useful while waiting for proper medical aid. He's fortunately able to avoid the wolves, and he knocks on the back door of the church. He's still worried. He won't be reassured until he can see Kobra for himself.]

[Kobra pulls the door open just enough for Daneel to slip in. He's not taking any chances with making closer friends with any of those things.]

You're okay, right? Lydia's gonna be so pissed at us.

[His bandanna is tied tight on his left arm. There's a little blood soaking through part of it and he's holding it close to his body.]

I'm fine, Kobra. I'm optimistic that the wolves perceive me as viable prey. I suspect I smell wrong to them.

[The way Kobra's holding himself worries him a good deal. He's not at all sure he's equipped to deal with a real medical emergency.]

Let me see your arm. Have any doctors contacted you yet?

[He bites his lip and holds out the arm for Daneel.]

No, just stupid Sharon. The wolf just grazed me, though. It's just that their claws are fucking huge.

I'm glad that's all it was.

[He undoes the bandana, trying to work out what he's going to do. Stitches are an antique treatement, but he doubts he has anything better either. If that's necessary... he wants there to be a doctor. Robots do not make good surgeons. It's... upsetting. In the meantime, he can tell the wound needs proper cleaning. He can do that, at least. He starts getting out the first aid supplies he found.]

Perhaps it might be wise to go together to find a doctor.

Maybe. I mean I've given stitches before. It's not hard. It's just hard when it's your arm, 'cause then you only have the one. Pretty sure Lyds can't do it, though, and I have a feeling that if you could, you wouldn't be saying we should find a doctor, right?

[He grins a little. See? He's perceptive sometimes!]

I don't really care about it scarring. Maybe we could just bandage it real good. It's not deep or anything. [He knows. He's poked at it a lot.]

If you need stitches for it to heal properly, then you should have stiches. If I must, I will do it for you.

[It would be hard. It would probably be as painful for Daneel as Kobra. Even if he knows it's to protect Kobra, to help him heal, the act of sticking a needle into a human being's flesh violates the letter of the First Law, if not the spirit. It makeshim feel a little wobbly to think of, but he can do this if it's necessary.

For now, he takes his first good look at Kobra's wound.]

You should sit some place comfortable while I clean this for you.

[Kobra feels like such a shit right now. He really hadn't meant to worry them. He has to remember that being in danger doesn't just affect him here. He's used to the others worrying, but not like this.]

It's just cosmetic. It's really not serious, Dan. Promise.

[He moves to sit on one of the little choir benches. Of course there are no comfortable seats in a fuckin' church. Figures.]

[It's easier to do this if he sits, too, so Daneel settles himself down beside him. His expression is blank; he's focusing very hard, because as troubling as this entire situation is, if he can't act then it will be worse, and that responsibility would be on him. With that, he can hardly spare the thought to govern facial expressions. He looks at Kobra very hard, reading his face, reading his mind, weighing out potentials. At last, he comes to a conclusion.]

Very well, Kobra. However, I would be very relieved if you consented to let a medical professional examine your injury later.

[With some antiseptic on a gauze pad from what supplies he had brought, he turns his attention to Kobra's arm again.]

This may sting, Kobra.

Okay, if it'll make you feel better. 'M really not used to having doctors.

[He tries extra hard not to react, because he's already worried about Daneel. There's a hint of a wince around his eyes, but otherwise he doesn't react to the stinging. He can't remember the last time someone cleaned a cut for him like this or cried over him.]

Are you... okay?

[He hesitates, more out of surprise than anything else, then continues cleaning out the wound while he answers.]

You're concerned about me because of what I explained about the Laws. Kobra, I won't deny that it troubles me greatly to see you in pain. However, I'm ensuring as best as I can that you'll recover fully. I'm trying to relieve your suffering, and I hope I'm succeeding. I'm well, Kobra. I'm troubled, as I imagine anyone would be, but I am well.

Well, yeah, that. But also 'cause you're my friend.

[He smiles a little.]

You're doing a good job, Dan. You're totally my hero.

[He leans his head on Daneel's shoulder, possibly making it a little harder for him to use his arm, but that's okay. Kobra's not in a rush to go back out there.]

[Daneel remembers to smile, and yes maybe Kobra's head on his shoulder is a little in the way, but he can't imagine making a point of moving him, either. Even beyond the First Law -- and embarassing or causing hurt feelings is certainly a type of harm -- Kobra is his friend.]

I don't feel like a hero, Kobra. I'm only doing what I feel is right. That is all I ever do.

[He pauses to moisten the gauze with more antiseptic and keeps cleaning, as gently as he can.]

That's what makes you a hero. If you were all [He does a weird voice.] Oh, I'm a hero. Look at me hero-ing. You wouldn't be a very good one.

[He turns his head to grin up at Daneel's face. Then he cranes his neck a little so he can kiss Daneel's cheek.]

You and Lyds are totally the Mario and Luigi to my Princess Peach.

[That's... surprising. No one has ever kissed him, and there are many reasons humans kiss each other and he doesn't know what the one behind this one is, but he takes it for what it is, whatever it might be. He briefly touches the back of Kobra's head; he would keep his hand there but he needs it to work. He tries not to dislodge him as he reaches for some bandages to apply.]

I hope that's a favourable comparison, Kobra. Thank you for it, if it is.

They're these plumbers who save her from a giant evil turtle all the time. It's pretty rad. I still miss video games sometimes.

[He holds his arm still for Daneel. The cut really wasn't that bad, at least, so he's pretty sure a tight bandage will be good enough, at least for now. It's not like he cares about scarring or anything. Scars are kind of badass, right?]

[He pauses for a moment. Unfortunately, cultural references from more than a millenium and a half in the past are inexplicable and somewhat lost on him. He knows all these words, but altogether they sound pretty nonsensical.]

I'm not sure what to do with evil turtles, Kobra, but I'm here for you if you need it.

[He finishes tying the bandage, but makes no effort to remove Kobra from his shoulder either, not until he's ready.]

I believe I've done the best I can for you. We can return to the house as soon as you're ready.

[Kobra hums in agreement.]

If there's evil turtles, I'm crapping my pants and then I'm grabbing you and Lyds and yelling for Party and we are hightailing it.

[In his mind, he is literally grabbing them as if they're cardboard cutouts. Totally realistic!]

I guess I'm ready. We'll just have to go fast, right?

[He grabs Daneel's hand as he sits up.]

I know you're supposed to put me first, but if you get hurt, I'm gonna feel like shit, so you be careful, too, okay?

[He doubts evil turtles are a real threat, but unfortunately he can't discount it either, not after the wolves. He squeezes Kobra's hand gently.]

I am hopeful that both of us will make it back unharmed. We should indeed move quickly, but keep a watch out for anything out of the ordinary. We don't want to be caught unawares.

[Honestly, he won't be happy until Kobra's safe again.]

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