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My First RP

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Mick a 6 year old barrorer walking in your house goes to grab and pice of cheese but he does not see it is a mouse trap and it snaps on his leg i scream out in pain 
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Cody, 18 years old, paused while reading his book.  Hearing a faint cry in the distance confused him.  He had remembered setting mouse traps in the kitchen, but never knew a mouse could possibly sound like that.  I make my way into the kitchen, and turn on the lights to see if the trap did catch anything.  I start to walk over to where I remember setting some traps.
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I yelp when I see the male that is the only one who lives in the house turn the light on to the room ans walk towards me
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I can see something caught in one of the traps I set. Thinking Great I hate the clean up part of these traps.  I kneel to the ground, and grab the wooden base of the trap between my thumb and index.  As I slide it a bit away from the wall I suddenly let go as I notice that it isn't a mouse, but a tiny person caught.
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i try to pull my leg out and it make me scrap it badly and I see you and gasp i try even harder and make a puddle of blood and pass out 
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I could make out the tiny guy struggling.  Blood even started to seep through the pants fabric, and became even more visible as it pooled onto the wood of the mouse trap.  Gently I say "Try to hold still little guy I'll get you out".  But it seems that right before I could get my words out he stopped struggling and feel limp.

I hold the trap again like I did before with my hand, and work my nails under the metal bar pressing on the poor boys leg.  I get it up enough to release his leg.  I then slightly tilt the trap so he gently slides off to the ground.  (since both hands are preoccupied with the trap at the moment)

I'm trying to think of something to do, but I'd better act quick I don't think this much blood loss is good for him.

I take a few paper towels, fold them up, and place them on the ground next to him. I gently place him onto the pile of paper towels, and taken an additional one I had on had to clean up the blood from the tile floor.

Thinking out loud to myself "Okay so I got a bleeding little person on my kitchen floor.  Can't say this is how I planned to start my night." Thinking about the force, and pressure that metal bar put on his leg.  Most traps kill a mouse.  "His leg could even be broken, oh crap this just keeps getting better"  Okay my first aid kit is in the bathroom I'll need to get it. I gently place the boy on the paper towels in my hand, and stand up.  A few steps into heading toward the bathroom I realize he'll probably need a splint.  "What can I use for a splint?"  Looking around the kitchen there had to be something.

My eyes land on a little cup filled with toothpicks.  "Perfect!"

I grab some, and head back toward the washroom.  I place him on the counter top next to the toilet.  I put the seat, and lid down so I can sit, and work properly.  I get the First Aid kit from the medicine cabinet, and try to decide how to approach this.

His pant let was soaked in blood.  Good thing I got the paper towel or this would be a lot more messy.  I can't make out much through the pant leg, and I'll also need to treat the wound.  "Sorry kid, but I'm going to have to get this fabric off."

The bar landed on the lower portion of his leg so I only need the knee down to be exposed.  Not wanted to have to undress the poor guy I see that he already had a decent tear in the knee of his pants.  I could try to cut around that, and remove the lower half of the pant leg that way.  But I would have to slide it down over the bruised area possibly making it worse.  I settle on grabbing the fine scissors and tweezers from the kit, and cut along the outside of his pant leg up to about the knee.

As I fold back the fabric I can see the full extent of the damage. I'm no doctor, but this does seem broken. Taking some gotten balls I first gently use some water to wipe away the blood.  Then I use hydrogen peroxide with more cotton balls to clean the wound.  Lastly I take some gauze, and cut it to the height of his lower leg with enough length to wrap around it a few times.

"Okay bleeding stopped, and covered. Onto the splint." Sadly the toothpicks were a bit too long for his leg.  He wouldn't be able to bend his knee.  I cut the toothpicks to the right height, and smoothed out the tips with some sand paper.  I have no idea what sand paper is doing in my first aid kit, but I'm not complaining....Maybe for smoothing out rough edges on wood that just gave you a splinter or something. Anyway back to the task at hand.

I took the six toothpicks, and taped them up.  Three together for one side, and the other three for the other side.  I then secured them onto his let with some more tape.

Okay, now what do I do with him?  I walked back to the den area where I had originally been reading my book, and gently placed him on the coffee table.  Leaving the bloodied paper towel under him for comfort, and not wanting to move him more than necessary.

Guessing that he was probably hungry from his attempted cheese-napping gone awry I grabbed a cube of cheese from the fridge, and a teaspoon to hold some water.  For when he woke up.  Satisfied, and knowing time was probably the best I continued reading my book periodically glancing over to the poor fella to check on him.
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I wake up an hour later and see cheese and try to stand up and collapse and crawl to seeing how I have not eaten in a week i eat some not even seeing you and lapping up the water and lay down and look up and see you i yelp and start to crawl back and get to the end of the table and almost fall off the table and see you stand up i yelp again and grab the side and dangle there 
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Hearing some string I put down the book, and watch the young boy eat.  A gentle smile, and sigh of relief escape my lips.  Boy, he's really scarfing that down. Poor fella must have been starving.  After his meal I see his eyes meet mine.  I try to keep smiling, but the sheer look of terror on his face made it difficult.  I saw him desperately crawl to the edge of the table sure he just wanted to put some distance between us.  Suddenly he disappeared over the edge.

Oh shi...

I get to my feet and get to the edge of the table where I last saw him.  Luckily he had grabbed the edge of the table, but he seemed to be struggling.  I cup my hands underneath him just as his grip slips.  I can feel his weight in my hand.  Trembling, with short shallow breaths.  I place him back on the table.  I take a moment to process that I just had him in my hands, and he felt like he weighed next to nothing.

I kneel to be on level with him as much as I could, and quietly ask "Are you okay?
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I close my eyes " don't hurt me please " i whimper and cover my face and hold back the tears "please just get it over with and fast please " as i uncover my face and look at the book 
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I look at him with a concerned face.  How can this boy think that I was going to hurt him? Taking a deep breath to calm myself down from the adrenalin rush earlier I continue to look at his tiny quivering form.

"I'm not going to hurt you.  I know it's hard, but try to relax.  You just lost a good amount to blood, and I don't want to pass out again.  Do you remember how you hurt your leg?"
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" how can i trust you the last giants to find us killed my mother and father and left me to die " 
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In near disbelief I say "Your all alone?"  The boy looked so young.

I averted my eyes from the fearful almost hateful gaze of the little boy "Well I'm sorry about what happened to your family, I couldn't imagine losing them at your age."

He looked back at the boy. "I don't expect you to trust me from your past experience, but what choice do you have?"  He could see the boy trying to stay strong, but faltering slightly under his direct gaze.

"You can barely walk with your leg like that, and frankly it needs rest.  I can't have you passing out or injuring yourself more by trying to run away from me.  I feel responsible for you now, and want to see you get better."

Realizing that saying this might have made it seem like he saw him as a pet I continue to clarify. "I cleaned your wound, and splinted it to support it just in case it was broken.  I hope you can see that I have your best intention at heart, and won't hurt you."

The boy just kept his stare right into my eyes.  I took my free hand and combed it through my hair.  Noticing that I haven't introduced myself yet, and not wanting to have him call me giant or a worse name I said "My name is Cody.  What's yours?
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" why don't you name me seeing how I am your new pet I sounds like but if I have a say I hope it is Mick my real name "
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Sheesh there's no convincing this kid.  Can't say I blame him, but still stings. Sigh*

"Well nice to meet you Mick.  Anything can do for you?"  I try to put on a cheery face despite the comment I just received from him.

"I saw you eye my book a bit here on the table.  If you'd like you can take a better look."
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I look down sadly " sorry about my comment mister Cody I am just still a little scared seeing how you moved in last week and all the noises and stuff " I look back up at his black Hair and blue eyes wearing shorts and a t-shirt I look around the room and see a board with wheels " what is that " i say pointing to a skateboard  
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Surprised, yet relieved at the sudden apology, a greater smile formed.

"You don't have to call me Mister Cody.  Cody is just fine kid."

I sit up a bit to get a better look at what he's pointing at.

"Oh that's called a skateboard.  Usually it's hung up on a wall or stored somewhere like a garage since it gets dirty from outside.  Sadly with all this settling in I haven't found a good place for it yet."

Realizing that he probably doesn't know what one is used for I continued to explain.

"You ride it outside by standing on it.  I'm not very good, but maybe during the day I can show you what it looks like when ridden.  Just don't laugh if I fall trying to do anything fancy like an ollie"  I let out a light chuckle at the thought of falling on my ass with my only 25% success chance with that trick.
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" cody i have a question for you can i um sleep with you it is just so cold in the crack in the wall i live in an well um "
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"Of course" I say without a second thought.  Again surprised at how this little boy had warmed up to me.  Even asking to sleep with me.  Wait, sleep with him?  Isn't it kinda weird for two guys to share the same bed?  He took a good look at him.  His bright strawberry blond hair with slight curls rested at a length between his ears and shoulders.  A better look at him relieved that he was a bit raggedy with the smudge marks on his face, and the dirty look of his clothes.  A clear look into his honey brown eyes showed how desperate this boy was, and saw that he couldn't have been older than 10.  Okay he's pretty young so that's okay.

Looking at the clock it was near 11pm.  "Are you tired enough to go to bed now, or would you like to stay up for a bit longer?"
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" I am a little but you do not happen to have any clothing my size do you o and i did  not tell you I am 7 "
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"Well since we're sharing ages I'm 18"  A bit of pride coming out in my voice since 18 means that I'm an adult.

"Hum...I can't really think of any clothes I'd have even close to your size."  He thought for a good minute, and finally thought of something.  "Or if I can find it I believe I have some Christmas decorations that have some small sweaters around your size.  Sadly they are still probably packed away.  Being summer, and all I haven't been in a rush to unpack my holiday gear."

I tried to think of anything else I might be able to use. "Well I do have some rags that I used for packing.  I can try to make some quick clothing out of them if you'd like.  I consider myself quite handy, but this will be a first try with clothes other than fixing minor tears in my own".
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' well it is ok " i look down sadly " do you think we could buy clothing my size "
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"Maybe"  The only place I can think of is a toy store or doll shop. Oy that's going to be awkward.

"I can probably find some at a doll shop, but I don't know how I'll know what you want unless I take you there with me.  That might be a bit dangerous."

Okay I can just lie and say I'm shopping for my sister or something.
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" well um i do have another question can i take a bath "
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With a smile "Absolutely", but then I remembered his leg.  It probably wasn't best to get it wet while it's still healing.

"Okay, we'll have to make some accommodation for your leg.  I don't want to get the bandaging wet, and with your injury so recent I wouldn't want it to get dirty in the water.  How about a sponge bath?  I can give you a small piece of paper towel with a cup of warm water.  This way you can wash yourself, but keep the bandages clear."

Speaking of the leg again he wanted to see if it was broken...well maybe leave that for tomorrow.

"Does that sound good to you?  I'll leave you in the bathroom so you have some privacy, and you can just call for me when your done.  I'll be sure to be close enough to hear you."
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"ok" but how am i going to get there with a broken leg "
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"Well first things first. Are you okay with me carrying you?"
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" yes as long as you don't just grab me yet when i get to know you more i think  I will get better "
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I lay my open hand on the table between us.  With a smile I say "Aright".
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i clime onto his hand he starts to walk i yelp and grab his finger 
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I was glad to see the little guy climb into my hand.  "Alright so don't worry, I have an idea."  In my free hand I picked up the left over cheeses, teaspoon, and paper towels.

Taking my time getting up to my feet I kept glancing back at Mich.  He seemed a bit nervous, but kept looking around.

"I'm first going to walk to the kitchen to put this stuff away, then I can set up your bath."  A slight nod from Mich, and I took my first steps toward the kitchen.

He gave a quick yelp, and latched onto my ring finger for support.  "You still doing okay"  Another quick nod.  I tried to walk more gently, but guess at his size he could feel almost everything.  I placed the teaspoon in the sink, and threw away the cheese, and paper towel.  I grabbed a 1/4th cup, and placed it in my pocket.  Then proceeded to head upstairs to the bathroom near my room.

"If there's any way to make this easier on you let me know"
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Sorry for the typos, and stuff, but this is the beginning of my very first RP here on DA.

I posted it since I was thinking about my OCs so far.  I really like the name Cody, but I used it for my character in here.
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KBtheBearcat's avatar
I would I sound like a creep if I said I already knew about this?