jess: hahah..How funny, I don't think you'll want either of them if you were me.
p.k: *crosses his arms and leans back* Jordan's a bitch- fuck- *leaned back too far and fell down onto the floor with a loud thud*
jess: serves you right.

p.k: i see.

p.k: you can always give an actual smile without the wounds. look at jess, for example, she isn't living up to her alias, she's actually been getting better. And don't you think re-opening them is just going to cause more drawbacks later on?

p.k: *furrows his brows* I second that, whats wrong with it?
Jess: I don't think you should push it, I'm sure Jay has his reasoning

p.k: *sits criss-cross in mid-air* that's good, right?

jess: *knocks on the door lightly* infection maybe? or maybe during your little fight blake hit you near the mouth

p.k: take it to faceless I guess. or someone who knows more about stitching, or just the situation in general

p.k: do you need to change the stitching? I'm cringing just hearing the noise.

p.k: I can float, that's pretty much it, it's not like flying where I can control the movement

jess: *giggles* I'm glad you didn't
p.k: aw..you care. I'm touched.

p.k: of course. *makes the first aid appear in Jessica's hands*
Jess: I'm going to assume everything turned out okay?
p.k: just peachy
jess: I...Can't tell if that was sarcasm

p.k: if you're going to do something do it. I'm not stopping you and Jessica sure isn't. *scans their features for any more injuries and proceeds to bandage the cleaned ones* do consider telling me if there was any I missed

p.k: see that wasn't so hard *walks up to them again and grabs their arm, beginning to disinfect the possible wounds*

p.k: go ahead, no one stopping you. I bet you're dying to hear me scream in pain while you take my life, I can assure you I don't have much to lose *grabs their arm gently, waiting for their reaction*

p.k: I was hoping for no need for my blood to be spilled but I guess I'll swallow what's left of my non-existent pride. *walks up to the side of the bed and just stands there, an unamused look on his face*

p.k: you seem to forget just where exactly I come from, I'd like to see you try, maybe then I'll have a good scream for once no? *makes the first aid appear in his hand* now, will I have to come over there, or are you willing to come to me so I can treat your injuries?

jess: *grimaces before turning to project with a concerned look*
p.k: just wait out here will you? *vanishes and appears in Jay's room* rise and shine! you got a big day ahead of you! *his tone was sarcastic and monotone*

p.k: hahah, I don't think I want to see Jordan mourn over your death
jess: *facepalm*

p.k: I don't think I heard right.
jess: *elbows him in the side* shut up! they just fought.
p.k: *grumbles something* can we just come in. I want to treat your injuries.

p.k: right. now move along now, I don't want to see you anymore
jess: at least be nicer
p.k: the moods ruined. *grabs Jessica's arm and drags them to jays room*
jess: *gives blake a sympathetic smile and waves them goodbye before catching up to p.k*
p.k: can we come in?

p.k: I don't bite, not yet at least. *grabs a disinfecting wipe and puts some water on it before cleaning the wound* I'm not known for knowing a lot in the medical field so if anything happens after this it's on you. *grabs a bandage and wraps it around his arm* you probably needed stitches but nothing a little magic can't fix these times around. Where else did you gain an injury?

jess: you really are stupid project.