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scots_wolf) wrote2010-09-20 01:16 am
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RP post: Soap bath for Moist
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Urquhart's room is a little more utilitarian today, as he's got a trestle table put up, and a large project on it: many dozens of demon bunny hides, finely cured, are laid out to be put together into a large black-and-red fur blanket with an interesting pattern.
"Excuse the work in progress," Urquhart says. "But our business is in the bathroom anyway."
He kicks the door shut, still holding Moist up securely, and leads him towards the bath.
Urquhart's room is a little more utilitarian today, as he's got a trestle table put up, and a large project on it: many dozens of demon bunny hides, finely cured, are laid out to be put together into a large black-and-red fur blanket with an interesting pattern.
"Excuse the work in progress," Urquhart says. "But our business is in the bathroom anyway."
He kicks the door shut, still holding Moist up securely, and leads him towards the bath.
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It takes a few long minutes, but it does finally stop hurting and Moist gently lifts his leg out,
"There."
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He reaches out for a pair of long tweezers, and pokes the wound again while holding Moist's foot. There is a short pull and twinge.
The, he lets go.
"There must have been a bit of hay left on that pitchfork," he says, holding up a tiny scrap of dry vegetable matter, perhaps a blade of very hard grass, or a fragment of a yarrow stalk, that he's pulled from one of the punctures. "That must have been it."
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"Yes, I think he grabbed it right off the straw pile."
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"I think that's all," he finally declares. "The soap drew out the splinter, as it's supposed to do, I'll wash the wounds with a bit of brandy, then put on some balm and bandages, and then we can get to the good part."
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Usually he acquires little nicks and tar and feathering is uncomfortable but not scarring.
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Moist hisses as the brandy touches his tender skin.
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"If you're fast enough, they never notice anything is wrong before you're far away," Urquhart says. "Or never. Those are the best jobs."
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"If you know which, you can ditch them," he says.
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Milliways is rather an exception to that rule.
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"Yes, of course."
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Moist takes Urquhart's hand and rests against him.
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