Date: 2011-07-29 08:14 pm (UTC)
notpredictable: (--Roxanne! | // can save her)
His hands were still shaking, and that made creating the right solvent for antibacterial disinfection incredibly difficult.
 
Megamind kept quite the stock of medical supplies on hand – he was very, very used to being injured in battles and confrontations with Metro Man, so it wasn’t as if he was lacking in rubbing alcohol and gauze.
 
It was more advanced treatments and equipment that Megamind didn’t have access to.
 
So he was improvising.
 
Unsuccessfully, he might add.
 
Peroxide fizzed over the top of a test tube and he swore under his breath, desperately mopping up the excess before it crept too close to more vital instruments and paperwork on the small desk in his room. After Miss Ritchi had left – and stolen his car while she was at it – he had gently picked Ark up and carried him back to his bedroom where he’d begun the tedious task of patching him up.
 
Movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention, and Megamind turned, supporting his weight on the table before weakly speaking.
 
“Try not to move.”
 
As quickly as he was able, he snatched a clean cloth and hurried into the adjoining bathroom, running it under warm water before sprinting back into the bedroom to gently dab the blood off Ark’s face.
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