TDM 011

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【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

We are thrilled to announce that the Golden Peacock will be embracing autumn with a special outing. Current and new guests are invited to join us for a refreshing outdoor experience where participants can unplug, unwind, and connect with nature. During this time, all Watches will be disabled to the most basic functions (texting, calls, checking chip account) in order to encourage guests to disconnect.

Please look forward to two weeks of finding yourself amongst the trees. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a fan-CAMP-stic time. 】

CAMPING

GETTING OFF THE GRID

As the resort moves into what it claims is autumn, the days grow shorter. The projected sun in the Vale sets in the afternoon, after which a faint chill falls. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – a portion of the Vale has transformed into a campground complete with a scenic lake, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with flannel jackets and suspenders. Folksy banjo fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the campgrounds have been reserved for tents. These tents vary in size, shape, and supplies. All tents, regardless of quality, are supplied with sex toys and lube. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — pretending to live in the wilderness and 'rough it' for a while is thrilling. This is what the peasants feel like all the time!

NOT ALL TENTS ARE EQUAL

► High-rank guests are allocated spacious and luxurious tents. These elaborate mini-homes come with TVs, beds, heaters, and plenty of supplies. Provided camping gear is high quality, ranging from state of the art flashlights to designer backpacks. It can't quite be considered roughing it in these tents, but glamping is camping too!

► Mid-rank guests are allocated moderate tents that comfortably fit up to three guests. These tents come with cots or sleeping bags, as well as standard camping gear to make their time living off the land fairly comfortable. While these tents lack the bells and whistles of the high-rank accommodations, they are more than enough for a comfortable but realistic camping experience.

► Low-rank guests are allocated the shabbiest tents. These sagging accommodations can shield one guest comfortably, but that doesn't stop staff from pairing low-ranking guests together in order to save space. Their 'sleeping bags' are a single blanket and hay bale pillow. There are no other included amenities aside from sex toys and a single lantern.

► Last but certainly not least: our Wildcards! All Wildcards have been randomly assigned. Whether they end up in a glamping tent or sleeping beneath a propped up sheet is left to chance. Wildcards also may find themselves waking up beside a current guest or another new arrival.

► Guests that "go camping" will discover that the door connecting the Vale to the rest of the resort has mysteriously vanished. Uh oh! Looks like there's no going back to the comfortable life anytime soon. Don't worry, the door will return when it's time to pack up and head home.

LET'S GET CRAFTY

► New characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are flannel gingham to embrace camping and autumn aesthetic. Some of these robes are much shorter than others; watch out that the lake breeze doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

► Unlike the standard, there are no racks of clothes waiting for new arrivals outside of their tents. You're roughing it out in the woods, remember? Instead of clothing, Wildcards will find an assortment of raw materials to make clothes.

Fabric rolls, hemp, buckets of leaves, leather, and other assorted goods are waiting to be cobbled into something new. The staff have been kind enough to leave some small hunting knives and wooden needles to make crafting a bit easier. Of course, they won't stop anyone that wants to embrace the wild side and strut around naked.

HOME ON THE RANGE

Welcome to the Peacock Campgrounds! Nicknamed the Stomping Grounds by long-standing guests. Rustic and right off a sparkling lake, guests will find everything they need to live in the wilderness. Staff have expertly set up fire pits, benches, hammocks, and a wooden shed to act as a tool depository. There's even an outhouse, which is a real novelty to many of the long-standing guests. Do they just... squat over that hole and do their business? How wild!

Unlike previous resort-sponsored excursions, guests are expected to manage without the help of staff. That pile of wood won't be replenished once used; guests will have to go chop down trees and split their own. Food won't magically appear in their tents regardless of rank. Camping is all about living off the land. Though staff make themselves scarce to make the experience feel real, they lurk in the shadows, discreetly providing necessary tools and fixing broken equipment so guests won't struggle too much. It isn't fun if it's real hardship, after all!

DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO COOK?

► On the first camp morning, guests will find barrels of ingredients and cooking utensils left beside the central fire pit. These barrels are stocked with fruits and vegetables that won't spoil quickly, many of which are seasonal to autumn. They have also been left a few protein options like eggs, jerky, and canned ham. These ingredients are communal and limited. Once they run out, guests will have to hunt and gather in the Vale to collect more.

► Guests must prepare their own meals while camping. Not even the high-ranks are given any special treatment on this! While oil and firestarter are included in the initial supply, these too are limited and won't be replenished after use.

► Staff would never let their precious guests go without a sweet treat. A generous supply of hot cocoa and all the fixings for s'mores has been left behind as well. While none of the other food will be replenished, the hot cocoa and s'mores goodies seemingly never run out. A night around a campfire without roasting marshmallows or sipping cocoa would be too cruel to subject guests to.

SUPPLIES RUNNING LOW

► Guests will have to hunt and gather once ingredients dwindle if they want to eat. The wooden shed is home to a selection of tools that can be used to hunt: bows and arrows, hatchets, axes, fishing poles and line, etc. All tools are rudimentary and can break if not taken care of.

► The Vale is lush with wild fruits and vegetables. However, much like in reality, not all vegetation in the Vale is safe to eat. While some berries and mushrooms are consumable, others are toxic or psychedelics. One must also not forget that they're in the Golden Peacock: some unusual plants that grow in the vale may trigger arousal. Watch out that you don't eat something funky by accident!

► Before 'leaving', staff will explain that guests can fish or hunt small game running throughout the Vale. One particularly enthusiastic staff member will suggest guests track down the snoggleboffs, as they're extremely delicious after roasting on an open fire.

ACTIVITIES

TWO WEEKS OF ROUGHING IT

Camping can't be all about survival. Where's the fun in that? Before 'leaving', the staff arrange activities and events for guests to enjoy. A wooden bulletin board outlines times for group hikes, camping experiences, and wilderness delights. Adirondack chairs line the edge of the lake and a few tire swings hang over the water, tied to strong tree branches. For the first week and a half the weather is pleasant and sunny. Perfect for camping.

At night, acoustic guitars and other wooden instruments come out so that guests can make music around the bonfire. Projected stars dapple the night sky, forming various constellations sourced from guest worlds. The moon enters a different phase each night, shining a gentle silver across the campgrounds. Why not pull your sweetheart in and cuddle beneath the night sky? It's so romantic.

IN CAMP

► Guests that don't want a cold shower should make their way over to the shower stalls quickly. These outdoor showers hold very little hot water and run cold after about five minutes. First-come first-serve!

► A wood-chopping competition begins around lunchtime. There are two goals: to split as much wood as possible and looking sexy while doing it. Guests that chop wood unsexily immediately fail! Alternatively, sexiness with a pathetic number of chunks is more acceptable, but still a loss. Those that achieve both goals will instantly win a large payout. Failing to sexily cut wood won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow!

► Bear hunting is a popular activity that even the spoiled long-standing guests are getting in on! No, not hunting real bears. That would be insane. Peacock's version of bear hunting involves hunting down bear-like guests and capturing them! Any guest that fits the criteria of big, thick, and strong may potentially be assigned the role of bear. Hunters who manage to tie up, handcuff, net, or otherwise 'capture' a 'bear' will instantly receive a large payout.

THE LAKE

► This sparkling lake is rich with fish. Enjoy sitting back on the long pier with a fishing rod or take one of the wooden boats out for a row around the lake. It's also safe to swim in, for guests that would like to take a dip and rinse off the sweat of camp living! Don't mind the random swim trunks or drink umbrellas that pop up now and then. This water is definitely fresh and not recycled from the summer beach extravaganza.

► Guests that do decide to take a dip may encounter a familiar friend. Fernando the tentacle monster is camping too! This randy tentacle monster is as horny as ever, eager to embrace guests and stick slippery tentacles into any reachable orifice.

► Once the sun goes down, many of the long-standing guests strip off their shoddily crafted clothes and sprint into the water for skinny dipping by moonlight! What's a camping excursion without a lake-side orgy? The best way to drown out those erotic moans from the lake is to head to the central fire pit and join in on some campfire songs.

OUTSIDE CAMP

► Those that head out of camp for a hike or hunt can enjoy any of the Vale's usual wonders. With autumn, shiny apples dangle from the trees and pumpkins pepper beneath their protruding roots. Along with autumnal fruits and vegetables, canned beef and ham have been mysteriously left in pockets close to the campgrounds. A little act of kindness from the staff; not everyone is cut out to hunt their own game!

► For those interested in hunting down some fresh game, walking around the forest in the morning may come with a stroke of luck. Strange little creatures the size of an adult's fist are active during this time. These hairy beasts come in brown and white, and screech, "Scrun scrun screeee!" when agitated.

Yes, these are the alleged snoggleboffs! Don't feel bad about hunting them, they're an invasive species that are unfriendly and eager to steal from unsuspecting guests. Their main strength is their speed, but once caught, they don't put up much of a fight.

► Guests that explore deep into the Vale may find a dark cave mouth that leads downward into a damp chamber. The ceiling glitters with stalactites and, along the wall, they'll find a horizontal crease with what seems to be... hair? If touched, this crease will creak open, revealing a large eye that darts back and forth before focusing on whoever woke it. Black pupils and iris bleed into one endless abyss.

Those that gaze directly into the eye will freeze. Their mind will remain active while their body locks in place, not unlike sleep paralysis. This trance will break once the eye blinks, which it will do after some time... but it can also be forced into blinking by force if there's someone who hasn't made eye-contact around to help. Frozen guests will be overwhelmed with the fear of abandonment for the duration of their paralysis. This fear will fade after the connection is broken, as if it wasn't their fear at all.

Like a regular eye, dirt or debris can force a blink. If this route is taken, the eye will go bloodshot and shut, refusing to open again. Any guest that inflicts damage to the eye may find that their suite, upon return, has been trashed. As if someone or something threw a big tantrum in there while they were gone. Wonder why that happened...?

HOWLING

CALL OF THE WILD

Temperatures drop drastically at night as the camping excursion nears its end. Nights become so chilly that morning dew frosts over, crunching beneath guest feet. Every day the light and its warmth set a little bit earlier. Staff remain elusive and do not provide warmer blankets or clothes for guests, leaving them to cuddle for warmth or find other ways to sleep comfortably during nightly cold snaps.

The moon hits its apex on the final night of camping. Unlike the other nights, this full moon shines blood red. The Vale stills under this ominous sign, silent. Snowflakes begins to fall, spreading an endless clean sheet across the campgrounds. That reflected pink hue is inescapable.

THE WEATHER TURNS

► Along with chilly nights, the last few days of camping feature inclement weather conditions. Clouds overtake the sun and rain falls, alternating between light mist and heavy downpour.

► Winds pick up, with speeds threatening to whip away the less stable tents. Guests that don't hunker down and add additional support to their tents may end up chasing them into the storm. Other loose items around the campgrounds may end up blown away as well.

BLOOD MOON

► Wild instinct rises with the blood moon. As crimson moonlight beckons, some guests may begin to feel ... strange. As if they need to claw their true selves free. Those that answer the call to bathe in the light of the blood moon will undergo a transformation.

► Basking in the light of the blood moon triggers a were-transformation. While the standard were that the blood moon inspires is the classic werewolf, guests may transform into any kind of were. Along with hybrid transformation, the blood moon stirs mating and sex impulses in these new weres. Remaining humans are at risk of being eaten... in the sexy way.

► Transformation into a were is not mandatory. Other guests may step into the blood moon's light and not experience any kind of transformation or impulse. These guests are now actors in a sexy horror scene, given the task of surviving the night surrounded by monsters! At least they're sexy monsters? Giving in and fucking on the wild side may be more fun.

PACKING UP

► After the crazy weather and horny werewolves, the staff judge that it's high time to wrap this excursion up. Guests will once again openly see these diligent workers the morning after the blood moon. They come flooding into the site with clothing, snacks, and other comforts while praising everyone for surviving for so long without the resort's usual luxuries.

► A first aid tent and cleaning station are swiftly erected. All guests that volunteer to treat injuries sustained over the course of the camping experience or help clean up the site will be compensated with a large payout.

► Every guest that participated in the camping event, regardless of whether they help wrap things up, will be issued a spa voucher. Go relax, you've earned some pampering after all of that hard living!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: altered states; eyes (descriptions only, incl. eye injury); exhibitionism; hunting (incl. hunting fantasy creatures); orgies; public sex; survival; temperature play; tentacles; transformation; violence

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's September event. Camping will ICly begin September 15th and end October 3rd.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

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Comments

[hundredeyesoni]

[... Don't most five year olds know how to treat wounds too, though? He sure did...]

That's not it! I just thought-- [He looked around Kuniko's age, now that it's brought up? Ahh... Right. They do get those stubborn phases. He never had figured out how to do anything about it. That won't suddenly change here, either. He'll just gather a few bandage options for the next step and ensure they're close enough by.]

... Well, if you'd like to continue in this position, I can't stop you. What kind was that scratch from, anyway?

[blastedass]

[Depends on the five year old and the parents. Some do, some don't. He certainly did, because he was that kind of kid.]

Gonna finish that comment? [Something about his growling tone suggests Akira probably shouldn't. A few more wipes at least clears the blood up, revealing four thin gashes down his calf. Claw marks. They instantly begin to seep crimson once more, blooming little circles into drops on the deeper parts. From the look of it, he might be able to avoid stitches... Maybe if this place has those "glue" stitches instead.]

Some fucking wolf monster. This shitty place thought it could chuck a few damn lycans at the end.

[hundredeyesoni]

[He would finish it, with that prompting, but. Ah. There's just what he'd expected would happen. At least the wounds aren't as deep as they could have been, though. What a relief! Even the simple closure strips among what he'd offered might be enough to handle it-- were this an average patient.]

Oh, wow, so you even met the traditional kind! That game was fun, wasn't it? Getting to see so many varieties...

[After finding a suture kit and surgical glue to offer more options, he'll also pull out some sort of medicine he'd swiped earlier, prepping it just in case.]

I'd have liked to have more time with everyone, myself. Anyway, I'm sure you're aware, the lighter the treatment, the longer I'll need you to stay off that leg so nothing reopens.

[blastedass]

[He thinks about pulling one of the gashes open, inspecting how deep it is, but ultimately decides against it. Already got a feel for how far it opens when he was wiping at it with the cleaning wipe. Blood's already starting to drip again. Dammit. He grabs a cloth from nearby and presses it to his calf. It'll keep bleeding if he doesn't seal it up soon. What else does this place have stocked in the drawers and shelves?]

Like hell it was! [What kinda crazy ass bastard is this, thinking endangering people's lives is a fucking "fun game"?! Bakugo's all for challenges and kicking ass, but this was bullshit!] You can see them in a book!

[Some of his snarling eases when the stranger pulls a surgical kit over and Bakugo narrows his eyes at the medicine. Shit. He remembers the cruise they went on a few months ago. The resort had just the thing for seasickness. Sure, it eased their symptoms, in exchange for making them horny as fuck. Why shouldn't he suspect the very same with this crap?]

What are you spouting? [He's never seen this guy before. Is he actually a medical figure from his own world? Or just some dumbass skulking around the hospital tents...] Don't talk to me like I'm stupid. I know what I can handle. Gimme the surgical glue.

[hundredeyesoni]

[??? But he's not speaking the way that his household does to him. What's he supposed to do if he doesn't know what part he's getting wrong?

Well, he'll hand the glue over anyway, still happy to help despite the confusion.]

But I'm leaving you to it because I'm impressed! I had to learn to treat injuries on my own, too. Is it a hobby? Or are the medical staff here not any good?

[blastedass]

[Soemthing about this guy is off. A lot. Bakugo eyes him warily as he takes the glue. There's no way he's gonna allow him to try anything medical on him. Is he even a nurse? Wouldn't put it past someone to done the outfit and wander around getting some stupid kink rubbed out helping people... This is a sex resort after all.]

Che! [That actually gets an incredulous chuff out of him, angry and amused despite himself.] Who the hell makes a hobby out of patching themselves up? [Imagine, injuring yourself just cause you like treating your wounds. Wow.]

I don't trust the staff in this shithole.

[hundredeyesoni]

[There's something of a defeated laugh as he clearly continues to fail at calming the other down. At least it sounds like some of the anger got diverted away from him for now.]

I meant treating others! I know I enjoy it, getting to save people I might not have had the chance to meet otherwise. And if the staff aren't trustworthy, that just gives me all the more reason to keep practicing here as well!

[blastedass]

[Haa?! Who needs calming down?! He's perfectly fucking calm and composed even now! (This is how he usually is.) Bakugo presses the wipe to his leg again, patting it rather than rubbing. Some of the injury has started to clot, but... he can't just run the surgical glue over the slices and expect them to stay. Blood will weaken the sealant. For now, he keeps a press over the wounds, waiting for them to ease the bleeding.]

You're a practicing doctor? [What a weird person to pull into the resort. Bakugo eyes the guy with less skepticism, even if he's still wary. Talking about saving people strikes closer to home for him.]

[hundredeyesoni]

That's right.

[Did that.. help...? Maybe it's fine to hold off on the lie of still being in residency, then.]

Actually, reconstruction's one of my specialties. I came over because I wanted to make sure you wouldn't be left with any scars!

Plus even if I'd gone to the other patients, this tent doesn't have the supplies I'd like for more intensive treatment-- [No cleavers.. no power tools... Really, he doesn't get how they're even calling it first aid.] I'd feel terrible if I had to give someone less than my best work...

[blastedass]

[Still suspicious of him. But he can't prove it wrong asides from gut feeling. He's not able to do much more at the moment until his wounds decide they want to clot. Keeping it clean and contained is his focus right now.]

Reconstruction? Is that a skill or ability?

[If this guy's professing to have healing powers, Bakugo wants to know about them before he lets him anywhere near. If he's simply a skilled doctor, then maybe they'll compromise. He's not sure these cuts were gonna scar anyways, but a second (learned) opinion isn't a bad idea. If proven...]

[hundredeyesoni]

[The opinions are for if he notices mistakes, difficult as any should be to make in this situation. But in the meantime...

Well.. that's...]

It's surgery! I'm a surgeon!

[Surgery with such consistently great results that maybe it's led to some questions on more than one occasion, but surgery all the same. So maybe he knows how to prepare a brand new body for a displaced soul. And maybe the work he's most proud of amounted to bringing corpses back to life. It's not like a dodomeki's magic could play any part in that. It's all just regular medical knowledge!]

I'm more of a general one than plastic, though. I figured I'd be able to meet the most patients if I could help with a bit of everything.

[blastedass]

[Bakugo twitches his head back, eyes widening a second, then narrowing. What the hell! Is this the response of some kinda medical fanatic? Someone's professing themselves emphatically...]

Uh-huh. [Doesn't mean he's gonna let him near his leg. An overly-enthusiastic doctor is as shady as a bumbling quack. He looks back down at his leg and slowly peels the cloth away from his calf. It's not as quick to glisten. The bleeding is slowing, or better or worse. He nods towards the counter nearby.]

Get me some more paper towels. [Look, he can still use the guy for some basic things. Once he gets the bleeding under control, then he can suture it up with stitching or the glue. Gonna try the latter first.]

Didn't ask for a distinction. [The fact he felt the need to make a "not a plastic surgeon" claim is suspicious. Does he normally get asked for fast lifts and Botox injections?] So you're a jack of all trades master of none surgeon?

[hundredeyesoni]

Is that what they call it, here? It's true that there's always more to learn, so I guess so!

[But he'd only meant to clarify reconstructive isn't what he's known for...

Well, regardless, it's kind of fun to keep playing the role that would usually fall to his nurses! Going ahead and following that order, Akira brings a fresh cloth as well, emphasizing the better choice.]

Just like how I'm learning right now that there might be patients who prefer their treatment to take longer, I'm hoping this place will bring all sorts of new discoveries.

[blastedass]

No. That's just a damn expression.

[A surgeon-in-training might be more official, but Bakugo hasn't been to the Broken Wing that he remembers. Must've been there when he first arrived to the injuries he suffered when they kidnapped him from his world. Fucking bird...]

Haa? [He takes the cloth passed to him and trades it for the near-crimson one he'd had pressed to his leg for the past few minutes. The bleeding should be stopping pretty soon. His leg's gone a little cold, suggesting he's lost more blood than he should, but nothing dangerous. Yet.]

Who the hell wants to be stuck in this place longer than they have to?

[hundredeyesoni]

Stubborn children who want to handle everything themselves?

[He'll move the bloodied cloth out of the way as he speaks. Still monitoring. Still not interfering just yet.]

If you'd let me stitch you up quick from the start, we'd have been done and all set to go by now.

[As things actually are... He can't say he's not tempted to take a chance with that medicine already and use force, if that's what it takes for the best results.]

[blastedass]

Who the fuck are you calling a child?! I'm an adult, you asshole!

[Don't think he's an idiot who can't get some shitty implication! He handles shit himself because he can trust himself! Especially with something as important as his own body and injury!]

You're not stitching this up while it's still pumping blood, dammit! You'd lose the fucking needle or miss the puncture point if it's not clear.

[Why the hell is this guy so damn intent on getting his hands on his wound? It's alarming. Some kinda mad surgeon looking to practice whether the patient wants it or not...]

How many other people have you treated here?

1/2

[hundredeyesoni]

Can some people lose them!? That's terrible! That's such an obvious medical error I couldn't have even done it when I was a kid!

[Although thinking that far back, that fake of a doctor before him probably could have, assuming he didn't lose the entire incision first. But with humans held as the standard everyone strived to match, could their doctors be that bad at the job too? Maybe that's really the experience some people have had, here!? He needs to fix that!]

[hundredeyesoni]

Okaay! Question time! Why is it still pumping blood? If applying pressure isn't enough, what should you do about it?

[There's some enthusiasm to the sudden new direction like he really is offering a fun little quiz. And what an easy one, too! Just close the severed blood vessels! Only, his tutoring style's never been that lax.]

Any wrong answers and I'm gonna have to step in.

[blastedass]

How the hell am I gonna know that?!

[This guy burst in here with an eager face looking at his bleeding wound with an unnerving interest! Bakugo instantly thought he was a fake, but now he's beginning to wonder, wavering back and forth between "maybe" and "hell no" in response. Most doctors don't show up with such enthusiasm. Quieter and more serious. Something about this guy continues to weird him out.]

It's not pumping blood, dumbass. [He lightly draws the top half of the cloth away from his leg, revealing the cuts have at least clotted enough to slowly bead rather than flow. Bakugo presses it back to his skin once more, giving himself another two minutes before he'll remove it entirely and attend the next part.

Oh, was he actually asking him a question?] Get the antiseptic spray and ointment.

[hundredeyesoni]

[Well. He had said "if". Content to let his threat slide now that the necessity's gone, Akira collects a few antiseptics as requested and hands them over.]

It's great that pressure worked this time. Still, I can't recommend refusing help so much going forward. Anything deeper and we really should have controlled the bleed sooner rather than waiting it out.

At the very least, I'd like to follow up after we're out of this atrium. It seems a lot of these transformations were abnormal, so without examining the one who scratched you I'm afraid I can't tell if their form of lycanthropy was contagious. Once I have access to a proper clinic, I'll get some super helpful vaccines prepared right away, just in case!

[blastedass]

[Bakugo's a pushy person himself. He would've threatened the same if he was tasked with tending to some dumbass who couldn't do the damn job. He is not some dumbass and can do the damn job. This guy wants to help? He can be the gopher.]

It's not as deep as it looks. [Growling over the crimson-stained rag, he accepts the medicine and begins working on applying antiseptic to the wound. A wolf's claws are still canine more than feline. He's had deeper gouges than this crap. This guy sounds like he knows what he's talking about, to Bakugo's irritation.]

Che! The one that attacked me ain't gonna give you shit. [No, that extra is departed. Emphasis on the parted. Burnt, blackened, splattered, scattered, everywhere.]

Why're you so damn interested in surgery?

[hundredeyesoni]

It's not the surgery itself.

[It's so much more than just that. It's the chance to get people to open up and show him more than he could ever see otherwise. To really pick them apart and try to understand them. To find out about things they'd always kept hidden inside...

A light blush starts to spread at those thoughts before he snaps out of it. Right. The question.]

I've always loved learning about people. Someone told me I should become a doctor to have more opportunities for it, so I took their advice. Sorry it's not the most exciting reason...

[blastedass]

Huh? [Not the surgery itself? Bakugo's lips curl in a strange expression towards the other man, pausing at his work for a second to eye him warily. Back to red flags. And once again glad he's doing this to himself rather than letting this guy get his hands on him. Not that Bakugo lets just anyone handle his wounds.

Good thing he misses the creepy blush, since he's back to working on his leg. With the cuts now cleaned and disinfected, he gives them one more light dry along the sides, then pops open the tube of medical glue. Stitches aren't needed for these.]

What the hell kind of things are you trying to learn about people? [Most people who come see a surgeon aren't gonna be talking their heads off while he's suturing up their liver!]

[hundredeyesoni]

Everything, I suppose? No matter who they are or what they might share, I've never met anyone I didn't find interesting.

[He has found that some are more interesting than others, however. This human before him being a decent example. Sure, they might be an incredibly common species, and between research, observation, and even dating, Akira's already become quite familiar with them. But to potentially have one as a patient again is still so rare! If only this appointment could have been more thorough...]

For example, with you, of course I'd like to get your name and birthdate, and check a few simple things like your weight and blood pressure while I still have you. That doesn't mean I'm any less curious to hear about your hobbies, or how your week went.

[blastedass]

So you're easily entertained.

[That's not a compliment, you twit. Bakugo's voice is a sarcastic drone as he focuses on drawing the line of suture glue along the first cleaned cut. He holds it closed with his other hand, making sure to keep the skin lined up and flush as possible. Bottom to top, one after the other, red eyes focused and hand sure with his actions. While he hasn't had to patch himself up a huge amount in his life, he's made sure to train his first aid skills along with the rest of his arsenal of talents.]

Bakugo Katsuki. I'm 18, from Earth.

[That's what you're getting out of him for now.]

Now get over here. You can be my bandage wrapper.

[Right, this is HIS permitting the other man to come here and do something for him cause HE wants him to. Not cause he NEEDS the help or anything. Big difference.]