9129/Alley Aftermath

Alley Aftermath
Date of Scene:	09 September 2019
Location:	Turtle Lair, Williamsburg
Synopsis:	In which there are butts, tails, and butt-neckties. Donatello tends to a couple of wounds on Pippi before going back on patrol.
Cast of Characters:	Pippi, Donatello

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Pippi has posed:
    Yesterday was a bit of a long haul for the Pound Pup, starting off with encountering vampires on an urban exploration and then tagging along with Leo on a patrol ended up with three injured lair-dwellers thanks to this big, armored guy.

    Pippi had a gauze band around one arm, and was wearing a tank top and ripped jeans, and was face down, sleeping on the couch, her muzzle burried under her good arm, crossed over her face to shield it from any light. She seemed largely relaxed, though every once in a while she gives either a soft whine or a snort of a snore.

    Will the other occupants of the lair let sleeping dogs lay? Let's find out!

Donatello has posed:
    Hearing the whining from time, Donnie had stepped about quietly to gather a few things, setting up a tray by the couch and waving a steak burrito near Pippi's muzzle. Concerned, the Purp Turp was intent on checking in on Pip, and making sure she at least got a meal into her while she was in recovery.
    Waiting to see if she rouses, patiently, he checks over the tray stuff as well, from simple pain killers to fresh bandages as needed.

Pippi has posed:
    "Nnrrruble.... fff... ggg...rr... burrr--" Pippi dazedly states, and then her nose wrinkles, and she raises her arm, and opens one eye before she draws up, yaaaaawning wide and showing all of her teeth as she streeetches out her legs, and sits up, her ears pricking up a moment as she looks to Donnie, looks to the tray, and looks to the TV before giving another tongue-curling yawn, and leaning back.

    "Sorry, was I snoring?"

Donatello has posed:
    "No, but I was worried you were in pain, and figured you could use a meal, Pip." Donatello frowns, head tilting to the side, "Is it ok if you show me your injuries so that I can take a look?" he hands over the burrito if she'll take it, and remains kneeling where he is, waiting per a yea or nay on his request.

    "I'm glad you guys are alright and it sucks I wasn't able to help. But next time I intend to be on hand, ok?" Donnie frowns, trying to see what injuries he can while she's upright.

Pippi has posed:
    "Eeeh, I've gotten pretty good at tending bumps and bruises." Pippi states, and she gives a shrug. She's got a small cut on her arm, which the short fur shows has been doused with ointment in a very precise fashion (likely by Leo's hand).

    "It's all right, Don. I mean, you can't be everywhere. It's better to split up an' cover more ground, and there were a couple other supery types there.... Leeeeo could probably talk more about 'em since I was tryin' to not let the armored guy get outta the alley, but he covered us with trash. Gross."

Donatello has posed:
    Nodding, eyeing the cut, Donnatello sits down on the floor, legs crossed, hands on his knees. "Just as so, I could have helped... and those are the worst of the injuries? I'm hoping between you and Leo that you're gonna be the easier of the two to work with you know."

    Head to the side, considering, Donatello wonders for a moment, obviously curious before he asks, "Land a decent punch on the guy at least?"

Pippi has posed:
    "Landed a shoulder strike that sent him up three stories!" Pippi replies with a slight grin.

    "Nah, most of what I got are bumps. Have had worse in training. Slipped and fell in the trash though. That hurt. But... ah... I'm not expecting anyone to start checking my tail for injuries. It's not /that/ important." Pippi states, the insides of her ears turning pink as she blushes slightly in embarrassment.

Donatello has posed:
    "At least there's that, and at least you were too badly banged up then. That's good." Donnie raises a brow ridge at the comment about her tail and gives a chuckle, "Want me to run an X-Ray to make sure it's not messed up?" grin widening as he tries to get the next out without laughing,

    "Because if you need me to x-ray your butt-necktie, I totally can Pip." he doesn't. He's giggling hysterically. Best friend.

Pippi has posed:
    "You just want a scientific look at my caboose!" Pippi accuses playfully, though she's blushing something awful, her ears pinning back as she rubs the back of her head. "N-nah, just probably bruised from landing hard on it! I'm okaaaaaaay I promise!" Pippi exclaims "Butt-necktie, really!"

Donatello has posed:
    Donnie falls backwards, laughing, rocking on his shell when she repeats butt-necktie, "It never gets old! That old Calvin and Hobbes!" snorting at one point before he struggles back up to a sitting up and sighing, rubbing the top of his head.

    "And now you're accusing me for trying to take a peek at Da Booty eh?" Donnie sighs, still laughing and wiping his eyes. "I promise I've been a good turtle and haven't checked anything out." holding up a hand, scouts honor."

Pippi has posed:
    "Hey, you're the one with the fascination with the badonkadonk!" Pippi accuses with a laugh, and she shrugs, turning around. She's wearing jeans. She has a tail. The jeans are made for human legs and not doggo, so they don't fit quite right. "I trust you, Donnie!" Pippi laughs, and sticks her considerable tongue out at him.

Donatello has posed:
    "That was just on that one member of the spider-people, because I needed to know for science reasons..." Donnie smirks at Pip, "We need to get you better pants too.." Donnie gets up to retrieve the repurposed LaGuardia X-ray machine he stripped down for portability. "Stick your tail in here. Not your butt. Just the necktie ok?"

Pippi has posed:
    "You like her 'cause she's a nerd too." Pippi laughs, and she shrugs, glancing down at the ripped jeans. "What's wrong with my pants? I used to just not wear any!" she exclaims, and she looks at the X-ray machine dubiously, giving a pause. "Not sure if I like the idea of sticking any part of me in there." she mutters, her ears drawing back as she looks to Donnie with a worried expression, and then she turns, and positions her tail in the X-ray machine, and gives a sullen huff.

    Donnie would find that Pippi's tail shows some signs of being broken and knit, along with a solid band around one of the bones.