Chapter 2: Injuries Run Deep

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  After giving away his sandwich the villain left the room, going to the bathroom to grab the things he'd need to patch the hero up. Questions could wait until tomorrow. He rifled around under the sink, cursing when he couldn't find the med-kit. Where was it? He'd used it a few days ago and was sure he'd put it here. He opened the medicine cabinet, finding some gauze and disinfectant there, along with half-a-roll of bandages. Was this all he had left? He sighed. It'd have to do. He grabbed a washcloth from under the sink, glancing around to see if there was anything else he'd need. He nodded to himself. Alright, time to get the hero. He stepped out into the hall and was surprised to see Spekter already there a little further down, arms outstretched in front of him as he moved slowly. Without thinking Ryan grabbed one of his hands, intending to take him into the bathroom, but Spekter let out a yell as he pulled back like he'd been burned, falling and scrambling to get away.

"Woah, hey! It's me, it's fine!" Ryan said, hands held out in front of him in a placating gesture that the hero couldn't see.
Spekter panted, shuddering as he glanced in the vague direction of the villain. Ryan resisted the urge to smack himself. Stupid! The hero is blind, maybe don't manhandle him.
"S-sorry." Spekter rasped, looking nervous. Ryan stepped closer, staring down at the hero, who suddenly looked much younger.
"It's fine. Uh... need a hand?" The hero nodded, raising his arm. Ryan grabbed it firmly and pulled the hero up, leading him to the bathroom and sitting him down on the toilet. He grabbed the washcloth and disinfectant, turning to the hero.

"Alright, take off your suit." The hero looked hesitant. He sighed.
"Look, you still have your mask on, it's not like I'll know who you are from just your torso. Plus, you know my first name. Make it even." At that, the hero got to work peeling off his costume, which stuck to his skin with sweat and blood. Ryan turned to the hero after wetting the washcloth and froze. The hero's chest was just one large, dark, ugly bruise that wrapped to his sides before fading out. There was a large cut just above his left hip, along with a multitude of cuts on his abdomen and forearms. With his neck exposed the villain could also see the distinctly hand-shaped bruises there, all coming together to paint a disturbing image of someone getting thoroughly beaten. The villain's grip on the cloth tightened momentarily as he once again wondered just who the hell this woman was before he started cleaning and wrapping the cuts, and then checking for broken or cracked ribs. Spekter gasped as Ryan prodded his chest, gripping the toilet seat tightly. Ryan hummed as he pressed, the hero wincing as his breath hitched. Nothing shifted beneath his fingers, but the ribs were definitely cracked at least. He'd get an ice pack for that. Distantly Ryan wondered if the woman who attacked Spekter was also a tonka truck, because even Elektrisk didn't look this bad after a fight. There wasn't much to do for the bruising, and he couldn't see anything else that needed tending to, so he stepped back with a satisfied hum.

"All done."
The hero nodded, panting. "Th-thanks." He forced out.
"Don't mention it. Get up, you can sleep in my bed. I'll get you some aspirin and ice." The hero faltered as he pulled up his suit.
"I can sleep on the couch." Ugh, seriously, this guy and his hero-ness.
"Well I'm glad you have the ability to do that. Anyway, my bedroom's right this way." He led the hero down the hall two doors to his bedroom, making sure nothing was on the floor as the hero walked around, feeling along the walls before getting to the bed, sitting down on it, and running his hands over the fabric of the quilt.

"Get, uh, comfortable, I guess." Ryan muttered. Spekter nodded, and Ryan left after that, going to the kitchen and grabbing the ice, aspirin, and a glass of water. He walked to the hero, hesitating for a moment. He cleared his throat.
"Here," The hero lifted his hand and Ryan put the medicine there, bumping the hero's other hand with the water. Spekter swallowed the pill and downed the rest of the glass quickly, after which Ryan gave him the ice pack.

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