Assuming your hearts are in the torso, try to keep his head level with it, but put pressure on the wound. You want to preserve as much blood in his body as you can. I'll be there as quick as I can.
[Glaukir pushes himself out of his chair and regretfully leaves the bottle of rum in its little container of ice. He's not badly drunk, just a bit tipsy, and that's more than okay to deal with something as minor as a throat puncture.
Unless Mikey bleeds out while he's staggering along, Glaukir considers, then winces and shuffles into a pair of tennis shoes liberated from Deck 12.
Glaukir grabs an empty water bottle, a few clean towels from his bathroom and jogs out the door. This feels like being a junior priest again.
[Mikey's laying back on the bed with his eyes shut. After the walk back to Leo's room and the continued blood loss, he's feeling significantly less perky. On the upside, it also means he's not on the verge of hysteria anymore.
His breath still rattles and he's got dried blood all over his hands and plastron, but he's still conscious, if quiet.]
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[Glaukir pushes himself out of his chair and regretfully leaves the bottle of rum in its little container of ice. He's not badly drunk, just a bit tipsy, and that's more than okay to deal with something as minor as a throat puncture.
Unless Mikey bleeds out while he's staggering along, Glaukir considers, then winces and shuffles into a pair of tennis shoes liberated from Deck 12.
Glaukir grabs an empty water bottle, a few clean towels from his bathroom and jogs out the door. This feels like being a junior priest again.
A few minutes later he knocks on the door.]
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His breath still rattles and he's got dried blood all over his hands and plastron, but he's still conscious, if quiet.]
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