fh_trips | Kaiser-Franz-Josef Hütten, Tyrol, Austria [Monday, daytime]

"I'm willing if you are," Jason grinned, gesturing to the beginner slope.

Peridot did a little bit more of that shuffle-pacing, and then, making up her mind, nodded.

"Willing," she echoed. "And hopefully able."

What could possibly go wrong on the beginner slope, right?

Jason had even (mostly) paid attention to their instructor! So he was... mostly... confident that this would turn out okay.

He pushed off down the hill, and yeah, things seemed to be more or less going well. So far. Of course, there wasn't much of a slope or obstacles to speak of just yet, so perhaps that wasn't saying much.

Peridot hesitated for a moment, and then shrugged and took off down the hill right behind him, almost too studiously following the instructions they'd been given during their lesson. Keep the skis parallel in order to go faster, point toes together to slow down, lean in order to steer...

This would likely go much more smoothly if she was paying attention to more than simply her feet, perhaps.

[OOC: Sorry, my gmail seems to be holding all my notifications hostage.]

Perhaps!

Jason, meanwhile, was feeling like he totally had a handle on this, so he could definitely speed up, right?

... Too bad he zigged when he should have zagged, because he was now no longer actually on the beginner's trail. Oops. Not that he'd figured out as much yet.

[ooc: rude, gmail. rude.]

Well, if Jason was going to zig, Peridot, who managed to glance up just in time to see where he'd gone and to take note of very little else, was going to follow right along. So far, so good, at the very least. She had things like slowing down under control!

Not that she'd seen any reason to do so yet. They were in this for those experimental thrills, after all.

... Was it just her or was the terrain getting a little more bumpy, though?

It wasn't just Peridot. Jason just figured it was one of those things where they kind of... gradually increased the difficulty on you as you went.

Too bad he hadn't paid more attention to the lessons, or he'd realize that the beginner trail was clearly marked and this.

This was not.

What was clearly marked, though? That steep embankment that he was headed right for.

Naturally, just as he noticed said warning sign, the tip of one of his skis caught on something, sending him tumbling end-over-end and...

down the side of the mountain.

Ooops.

[lovely radio squirrels and/or peoples: that jason crashed is fine to mention, but extent of said crash and everything afterwards is nfb]

You know, the funny thing about doing the 'snow plow' manoeuvre in order to slow down? Was that it did not really help one in their efforts to slow down when realizing one's folly a moment too late and following a friend right down the side of a mountain.

It especially did not help in that regard when somewhere in the tumble, one lost one ski and continued down the rest of the way alternating between being on one's butt, and just flat-out in the air.

This was not the most graceful moment for either of them, really, was it? It was fortunate that Peridot was made of sturdy stuff, or else Jason would have found himself arriving at the bottom of the mountain accompanied only by a large green gemstone tucked away in a tumbling ski boot.

... She was probably going to land on him at the bottom, though.

And land on him she did!

'Fortunate' was not the word Jason was going to use when dealing with said sturdy stuff landing on his midsection. More like: "Ow."

Sturdy stuff was going to mutter something that sounded a little bit like 'ow' herself before blinking a few times, and then sitting bolt upright, staring down at Jason before she started to pat him down for bodily damage.

"Oh my stars, are you broken? It's okay, I'm in Dr. Lecter's first aid class, I know how to--" She paused a moment, and then said, "perform triage and call for help, mostly. Do you need either of those things?"

It helped that there was nobody else down here at the bottom of the mountain. Jason had pretty good chances of being treated first in a triage pool like that.

'Are you broken' was something of a complicated question, as it happened. He was bleeding from a gash on his head, yes, and his bad knee was sending daggers of pain up his right leg and... oh. His left leg was bent at a decidedly unnatural angle.

The 'complicated' part arose from the fact that he'd be more or less fine in an hour or two. And just how in the hell was he supposed to explain that?

"I don't suppose they covered setting bones at all?" he asked hopefully. He'd rather avoid 'calling for help' if at all possible. Because see above re: not wanting to explain things.

Edited 2017-10-10 02:23 (UTC)

PEOPLE WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SHAPED LIKE THAT. Peridot made a bit of a squeaking sound as she surveyed the extent of the damage, and then scrambled to get off of him, staring at the leg in question.

"Bones, right. Broken bones. We did cover that," she said, "that was the very last class, in case of ski accidents."

Which, hey, this was! Well-timed, Hannibal!

"I need... I need something to immobilize that with-- ah!" Her surviving ski would do nicely, rigid and straight as it was, though she didn't exactly have anything to lash it to Jason's leg with. She looked at his clothing speculatively, and then grimaced a little. "Maybe I'll put your internal structural framework back into place before I fashion a splint, yes."

"My... what?" She meant the bones in your leg, Jason.

Look, he'd developed a reasonably high pain tolerance since getting superpowers, but there was 'getting beaten up by rock monsters' pain and then there was 'falling off a mountain' pain. So his thinking wasn't the clearest right now, okay?

"Your leg," Peridot said, a touch tersely as she undid the ski from her boot and set it to the side. "I'm going to put your leg back together."

Wishing the entire while that Steven was here so he could just spit things better, yes. But she was a Peridot, she was a technician of Homeworld and a hero to Earth. She could handle putting some bones back in the right order. She just needed a moment to kind of compose herself, and then she put her hands carefully on Jason's leg.

"If Earth fiction is any indication at all, this is going to," she paused, trying to remember the appropriate word. "Suck."

And then she was going for it. Hannibal's lessons hadn't been terribly focused on pain management as of yet. This was kind of like combat medic get-the-job-done stuff, and Peridot had never been terribly gentle. But so help her clod, she was going to set that bone right.

'Suck' was about the right of it, yeah.

And to add insult to (heh) injury, as Jason shouted in pain, he flailed one arm out and connected with a nearby tree. The snow that had been resting on the branches was shaken loose by the impact, landing on his face.

"Ugh." He declared eloquently.

"... Well, why did you do that? Will the cold help with your head injury?"

Peridot dusted her hands off, and then frowned back at the ski. And then at Jason's leg.

"I need to tie that to your leg. To splint it. Do you have anything I can use?"

She was kind of naked except for her ski boots, after all.

"That wasn't on purpose," Jason gritted out. "My scarf, maybe?" If they were going to be sitting here for a few hours while his bones healed, the scarf was probably the part of his skiing gear he could do without.

Peridot took note of the scarf, nodded, and then moved to (rather more carefully) unwrap it from Jason's neck, shimmy back down to his leg, and then proceeded to splint it.

"That should do," she sighed, then made her way back up to sit in the snow by his face again. "How's your head? You're losing blood there."

It was far more distressing to see it happen in real life, coming from somebody that she knew.

"It's fine," Jason said, trying to sound reassuring. Because it was fine, mostly. He was pretty sure he could feel the wound healing already, as it happened. "So, uh. How much do you know about how long it takes humans to heal from different kinds of injuries?" he asked casually. Or attempted to sound casual, anyway. That much was hard when you were dealing with a broken leg and a head wound, fast healing or no.

Peridot really didn't have anything to bandage Jason's head with, anyway. Where would she even keep a first-aid kit?

"I've never witnessed human healing times personally," she replied. "This is the first time I've ever seen a human so seriously damaged before," and it was difficult to keep the concern out of her voice. "But... I'm led to believe that it takes weeks, even months, to recover from a break that serious."

She looked at him uncomfortably.

"We really should call somebody. I can't carry you back."

Most Gems were at the very least superhumanly strong. Era Two Peridots, on the other hand...

"No," Jason shook his head. He bit his lip, clearly thinking something through, and then came to a decision: "Normally, you'd be right- humans should take a long time to heal from something like this. But I promise you, I'll be fine in just a few hours," he said, trying his best to sound reassuring.

That was not terribly reassuring, no. Peridot squinted, and then shuffled up closer to take a peek at his head injury.

"How hard did you hit that, anyway?"

"It's already starting to heal!" Jason insisted, using a bit of snow to wipe away the blood to reveal that he was, in fact, telling the truth. "See?"

Peridot blinked. And squinted. And then leaned back to look at Jason maybe a touch suspiciously.

"How?"

Was it healing spit? She'd come across a lot of healing spit as of late.

"It's a long story." Involving finding a magical glowing rock! "And I'm not really supposed to talk about it," he added apologetically. "So, uh. Please don't tell anyone?"

Not that anyone in Fandom would care, but rules were rules.

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