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

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

Good morning Fandom High students, teachers, and assorted guests! Ready to hit the slopes? The answer had better be 'yes', because that's what was happening today whether you liked it or not. Once your lesson was done, of course, you were free to do as you wished, whether that was continue hurtling down a mountain at ridiculous speeds while strapped to long sticks, or go warm up with some delicious hot beverages.

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"... 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.

"... Who would I tell?"

Peridot had plenty of friends around the island, but she wasn't exactly a gossip. Radio still baffled her, as a concept, beyond practical uses like emergency broadcasts.

"So you're really going to be okay? You haven't just scrambled your soft human thinkmeat in the fall?"

"It's more if- if someone where I'm from found out, I could get in trouble," Jason tried to explain. "I know it's not a big deal in Fandom, but..." he shrugged. "And yeah. My thinkmeat is fine." Well, no worse off than it had been, anyway. "I should be okay to walk in an hour or so, I think."

Peridot was very silent and very still at that, just looking at Jason intently for a good ten seconds before sighing, nodding, and taking a seat beside him.

"Okay. Then I'll wait here with you."

He made no sense. No sense. It shouldn't have been possible. But he hadn't been incorrect, either; she could tell that the gouge on his head was already healing, and none of the simulations that Dr. Lecter had provided in class had done anything like that.

"Thanks," Jason said, giving her a small smile. "I appreciate it. And for setting my leg, too. I really... don't want to know what would have happened if it healed without being set right."

"I only learned how this week," Peridot noted, tilting her head a little, thoughtfully catlike. "Fortunate timing, apparently."

Well. Hannibal had taught it specifically in preparation of the ski trip.

Still.

She looked down at his leg, frowning a bit and trying to observe the healing process. Through a pant leg. It was not as successful an attempt at observation as she might have hoped.

"So you aren't normal by the standards of your species."

This was what passed for small talk for a Peridot.

Jason gave a very dignified snort of laughter at that observation. "Not especially, no."

Peridot leaned back a little, putting her hands in the snow behind her.

"I don't suppose many people on the island are," she allowed after another pause. "Do you know your limits? When should I be worried? Does this mean jumping from the principal's tower with other humans is still a bad idea?"

Get ready for question hour with your host, Peridot.

"Well," Jason mused. "I got hit by a train once. I was unconscious for, like, an entire day after, but by the time I woke up I was fine. And, yeah. Roof jumping with most other humans is probably a bad idea."

Peridot nodded a little as she processed all of that.

"Okay, then I'll keep my roof jumping limited to just you," she decided. "And we'll just never ski again."

Best plan!

"Hey, it was going great up until I fell off the side of the mountain!" Jason protested.

"We both fell off the side of the mountain," Peridot pointed out. "And then you wound up damaged."

This was a big deal, okay?!

"Yeah, but I'll get better," Jason said with a shrug. It wasn't that big a deal, in his opinion. He'd been through worse, anyway.

"And you did break my fall so that I didn't get damaged," Peridot allowed, frowning thoughtfully before looking back up the mountainside that they just fell down. "I also lost a ski."

That would make going down a second time a little more difficult.

"We could probably get new ones from the lodge?" Jason suggested. "If we say we kinda had an accident- but leave off just how much of one?"

Peridot thought that one over for a few moments. And then she nodded.

"Perhaps you'll be able to talk me back into a pair of skis again. I can see some merit in the activity as a limited method of transportation, at least."

Very limited. And apparently occasionally lethal.

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

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