gumnut-logic: Was poking around in my fic folder and found this. Not sure if I have posted it before

gumnut-logic: Was poking around in my fic folder and found this. Not sure if I have posted it before? Maybe? Dunno. But anyway, random whump, complete with whump warning. Small mention of blood. -o-o-o- Somebody was testing them. Or perhaps someone was torturing them. Scott sighed enough to fog up his helmet and regretted it immediately, blinded by his own breath. His suit’s systems soon caught up and cleared the plexiglass so that what little he could see came fast back into focus. Sprawled on his butt in the cold snow of their tiny bolthole, that did not amount to much. “Scott?” He jumped. That was not a good sign. He needed to be alert. Virgil needed him. His brother lay propped up against a partly fallen wooden wall, the pallor of his complexion only increased by the poor lighting. Like Scott he still had his helmet on, but unlike Scott, he had a nasty broken leg. “Sorry, what?” Dark eyes probed Scott like a medical scanner. “You sure you’re okay?” Virgil held up a hand. “Give me the medscanner.” “Virg-“ “Now.” Scott sighed and handed it over. He was a fool to attempt to keep it from Virgil. Might as well put the medic’s mind to rest. After all, there was nothing wrong with Scott at all, bar the headache. “You have a concussion.” His brother frowned at the scanner readout, lips a worried line. “You need to rest.” What? The flicker of yellow light passed over him again, his brother’s obvious worry increasing by the moment. “Scott, come here.” The snow under Scott shifted as he moved. “I need to see to your leg.” Virgil’s eyes darted at him. “You need to rest.” “You’re bleeding, Virgil.” He reached for the rest of his compact medkit. “Hardly.” “Your leg is broken.” “This is not a competition.” Keep reading Two at once Hope help arrives soon! Not read this before. Absolutely loved it. TBC - Hope so but no pressure, love all you write. -- source link

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