had no options.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[rummaging through a bathroom's medical equipment--he's looking for bandages for his own ankles. they're sore from practicing pointe so much.]

Stupid Saixes who want to get themselves killed. Have no sense...

[mutter mutters to himself, looking through the gauzes.]

I'll kill him if he undid the bandages, swear I wi--here they are.

[now to... try and bandage himself.]

Comments

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... hesitates.]

Ankles. I guess it's working.

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[glances around the bathroom.]

Sit down and pick your legs up, then.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[si~ighs like it's a big deal, doing as told.]

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[pats Riku's knee and gently touches an ankle.]

How bad is it?

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

When I try to eleve, I can't do it for very long?

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[gently removes any clothing covering the sore ankle and wraps it as securely as he dares.]

You shouldn't dance on it for a few days, just in case. Bandages won't do much to help it.

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[gives a light hiss, rubbing at the back of his neck.]

... right.

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[flashes him a smile and pats his knee again.]

Other leg!

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah...

[other leg, you can has.]

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[wraps it just as gently as the other one.]

Feeling any better?

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[moves his ankle joint up and down about five times before there's a flash of harsh pain on his face. he swallows a groan.]

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[frooowns and gently touches the sore ankle again, rubbing circles along the tender area.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[gives a small shudder, closing his eyes.]

Mm.

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[the sound encourages him and he continues, humming a song he's been dancing to recently under his breath as he does.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... listens, because he definately isn't the kind to scope out for a song.]

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[hums and then pauses at a certain point]

Can't get the jump down here..

[and hums again~]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

... dork.

[murmurs it softly, almost fondly.]

[nograceballet.livejournal.com]

[grins over at him, and stops his humming, gently prodding at the loosened muscles.]

How's it feeling?