006 - action/voice; i came in like troy walking in with pizza

[geonomy]

Who: Clay Terran + You people
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: June 7th, a bit after this

[You know, Clay hadn't been expecting a day like this. All he was doing was going to the Iskaulit to do some workouts in the gym, even bopping to a tune playing in his head.

Of course, that all comes a stop when he sees the mess before he sees anyone else. Blood trailing through the hallway, like someone had been walking with it. His stomach churns a bit, and his first instinct is to flee and get someone with medical help. Like Jennifer, or Beverly, or...

But no, he's here, and he... doesn't really realize just how bad it is yet. He returns to his shuttle first to grab the first-aid box, then heads in to see who needs his help.

And upon following the trail, well... Turns out, it's a lot worse than he thought it'd be, and that instinct from before comes back full force. He's only had some lessons, he's not prepared for this level of medical trauma, he really isn't -

And that's why he'll be calling out on the comms - not video, because there are kids on the network, but it's pretty clear by the state of his shaky voice that this is definitely an emergency.]

I-I need doctors - healers, medics -

[He takes in a deep breath - ]

I need all medical personnel to the Iskaulit right now!


((ooc: Everyone's free to branch off, tag other threads, etc! This is a general rescue/medical aid post for Winter's wrecking ball.))

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Voice (Celestia help us all)

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[Oh, hey, that's Clay-- wait, wha... that... that sounds really really bad. Aaand a crewmate of hers should be on the Iskaulit at this time.]

Clay? Clay, what's wrong? Is Qing there? He said he was heading to the Iskaulit, and he's in lab support? Is he okay?

Voice (omg)

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There are people hurt here, I don't know what happened -

I don't know who Qing is, but I'll try to find him!

[Ugh, there are too many "I don't know"'s about this. He's so not prepared for this kind of thing.]

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He's human, short-ish but not as short as Tyrion, he's got long red hair and purple eyes, and he's wearing a really pretty dress!

How bad is it?

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[He mentally takes note of who he should be looking for, but it still feels like Pinkie's a distant voice here. This looks so bad...]

Yeah, okay I'll - It's pretty bad. There's a lot of - [Blood, and he has no idea how to deal with it.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[People, blood, injuries, casualties, TALK TO HER, DUDE.]

Lot of what, Clay, what's going on, are you okay?

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[Okay, okay, take a deep breath. He's just freaking her out at this point.]

A lot of injured people, but we're going to take care of it. There are a lot of good doctors here who know what they're doing. As soon as I find Qing, I'll contact you.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Oh no oh no oh no oh no.]

Y-yeah, please. A-and let me know if you need m-me there too...

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[And after a few minutes...]

Found him! He's fine!

[spontaneouscombustion]

He is?! Ohhh thank goodness! Thank you, Clay!

Video (PINKIE CALM DOWN)

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Pinkie. [She gets a small smile when the video feed comes up. Qing is a little battered, but barely bleeding.]

I'm okay, and I'll be here to help.

(SHE'LL TRY, THIS'll HELP)

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Oh, perfect timing, she was just about to hang up and alert the crew.]

QING!

Oh my gosh, thank goodness you're okay, what HAPPENED?!

[shoujoreject]

[To smile more than he is stings the scrape on his cheek, but that's fine. He can worry about himself later, he's barely even injured.]

It's a little hard to explain. I don't know how it happened, but... a friend, [Calling him a friend, as little as they've really spoken... well, it's fine, isn't it?] one of our crewmates, had been brainwashed before.

I think... [He looks briefly troubled, remembering what he saw in Winter's calibrations - the cold of cryo, the constant brainwashing...] I think something caused him to revert back to that brainwashing. It seems like it's over now, but... a lot of people got injured. A lot of them worse than me.

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[Ohhhh shoot. She's about to argue about the "friend" part... until the word "brainwashed" leaves his lips. That's... actually something she has some first-hoof experience with. (Thanks, Discord.) So she feels some mercy for him; poor guy, if he's snapped out of it he must feel HORRIBLE.]

Oh, wow... That sounds really bad. Is your friend okay? What about the others, how many are there? Do you need me to come help?

[shoujoreject]

I'm... not sure, actually. I hope so. He's really strong and I don't think the others would wound him too severely, but...

[He shakes his head, considering her other questions.]

I'm not sure. I'm going to try to head over to help shortly, but it sounds like there are a bunch. [Then he smiles a little, reassuringly. She doesn't seem like she's best suited to being in the middle of things, he thinks...] Could you collect some towels and bandages? We'll probably need extra here. And then some food and water for those recovering.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Her face is unusually serious and determined as she nods.]

Got it. I'll gather up as many as I can and head over in the other shuttle.

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[One problem down. Qing exhales a small sigh of relief, nodding.] If anybody else wants to help, I'm sure more hands to get supplies would be good.

[spontaneouscombustion]

On it! Anything else?

[shoujoreject]

Pillows, blankets - basically anything to give the wounded some comfort, honestly.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Nod nod.]

Be right there!

[And soon enough, a shuttle stuffed with medical supplies in on its way to the ship.]