Hi Im Red
Real Life Superhero
"Thank you," she said quietly. Harley picked up the kit and walked over to him, she looked at the gash on his head, "that doesn't look to good," she muttered. Harley took a new cloth and wipe any access blood of of his face, holding the cloth above his brow to catch anymore blood that poured out. She ripped open a package of rubbing alcohol and look a him, her hand hovering over the gash, "this will hurt, but it goin to clean it out. So prepare yourself," she said. Despite the beast that she was, and how blood thirsty she could be to feel the death of all those men back there, Harley was gentle. Which wa really odd seeing her so gentle after a fight. She never crossed the line, and when she was no longer wanted she backed off. She gently dabbed the rubbing alcohol over his wound, butting her lip as she focused on getting it done. When it was fully cleaned out she thre the cloth away and rummaged through for something to hold the wound together. Not a band-aid, no the wound needed to be exposed to the air to heal faster. Harley found some medical tape and thought why not; because she certainly was not going to stitch his forehead, that would hurt too much.