12-22-2011, 06:54 PM
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Lorenzo dropped the cow's neck as the male cowboy came to collect the pair's ropes from her body. He shook himself thoroughly and blood flew off of him in all directions. He wiped at the cut still pouring forth crimson on his head with irritation more than pain. Being a big lad Lorenzo had a lot of blood to loose before he began to get lightheaded or dizzy and sick. In the time it took him to both shake himself and wipe at his face the girl, Dixie he recalled his father saying had pulled herself from her horse who wandered off a ways and was coming over to investigate him.
He didn't think it was that big a deal because it was only a small cut. Having no medical experience or training Lorenzo was unwise to the dangers of head injuries and the damage they could cause although he had some inkling of how serious it could be just from the amount of his blood that had leaked from the seemingly tiny cut,
"Eeer I theenk so. Eet don't 'urt that mooch." He answered to the doggish man's question. He was kind of touched that they would be so concerned about him despite not knowing him from jack. The woman's short size in comparison to his Secui form had his mouth curling in a small grin, she was a tiny one wasn't she. He moved his head lower as she asked so that she could reach the cut better, the kick to the head seemed to have send his social awkwardness scampering for the time being and the man found himself saying almost confidently,
"Een case yah deedn't know. Mah neem es Lorenzo, or Enzo fer short. Ah'm Jazper's son." Rather than try to constantly wipe blood from his left eye he just help it shut instead, so much easier and less painful.
Lorenzo dropped the cow's neck as the male cowboy came to collect the pair's ropes from her body. He shook himself thoroughly and blood flew off of him in all directions. He wiped at the cut still pouring forth crimson on his head with irritation more than pain. Being a big lad Lorenzo had a lot of blood to loose before he began to get lightheaded or dizzy and sick. In the time it took him to both shake himself and wipe at his face the girl, Dixie he recalled his father saying had pulled herself from her horse who wandered off a ways and was coming over to investigate him.
He didn't think it was that big a deal because it was only a small cut. Having no medical experience or training Lorenzo was unwise to the dangers of head injuries and the damage they could cause although he had some inkling of how serious it could be just from the amount of his blood that had leaked from the seemingly tiny cut,
"Eeer I theenk so. Eet don't 'urt that mooch." He answered to the doggish man's question. He was kind of touched that they would be so concerned about him despite not knowing him from jack. The woman's short size in comparison to his Secui form had his mouth curling in a small grin, she was a tiny one wasn't she. He moved his head lower as she asked so that she could reach the cut better, the kick to the head seemed to have send his social awkwardness scampering for the time being and the man found himself saying almost confidently,
"Een case yah deedn't know. Mah neem es Lorenzo, or Enzo fer short. Ah'm Jazper's son." Rather than try to constantly wipe blood from his left eye he just help it shut instead, so much easier and less painful.