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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[forsometimenow]

[Aaaaand Sam sure had a lot of blood and injuries going on. Jennifer had been flitting here or there, cleaning up, bandaging, sewing, and letting the magical healers take care of the rest.

But that wasn't going to stop her now.]

What's broken?

[She figured she'd skip the pleasantries here.]

[collegedropout]

[no no he's fine totally fiiiine]

I - nothing.

A few things.

[A pause. He sniffs through a clogged nose and it feels like someone is cramming clippers in there. It's a pain brain-freeze. He stands a bit straighter, ignoring the blood on the front of his shirt and the way his right hand is deciding to radiate pain up and down his arm.]

I'm good.

[forsometimenow]

Uh-huh. I'm sure all of that blood came out of nowhere. [She's having none of that.]

Look. If you're injured, I'll help you, but you need to tell me what's doing.

[collegedropout]

[... Don't look at him like that, okay.

.... Darn it.]

Pretty sure I have a lot of broken bones in my hand. Um. My fingers. Maybe my wrist, too.

... And my nose is broken. I think.

[forsometimenow]

That's not "good". [Jennifer took a breath to collect herself, re-center herself.] I'd like to take you back to my ship for an X-ray... but I'm not sure it's wise for me to leave this scene... [She bit her lip, wishing more than ever that they'd been able to have a clinic on the Iskaulit.]

Let me at least clean you up and immobilize your hand as much as I can. Once things calm down here, I can get you to a healer. Sound okay?

[collegedropout]

[He nods mildly, looking a bit embarrassed.]

It's not so bad. Some have it worse.

[It hurts so so bad, but he's really damn good at dealing with pain.

That makes it better, right.]

[forsometimenow]

That doesn't make you any less worth being treated. Please don't feel like you're troubling me.

[She began digging in her bag.]

Do you want something for the pain in the meantime?

[collegedropout]

[He grins, shoulders drooping.]

Yes, please.

... If you have enough, I mean.

I'm sure some people need it more than me.

[forsometimenow]

I have enough. And if I run out, I can always send someone back for more. [She dug in her bag, offering him a pill, before pulling on a fresh pair of rubber gloves, along with some water and a clean bandage to begin getting some of the blood off.]

[collegedropout]

Guess so.

[He smiles softly. Man, there's not even a fraction of difference between her and Amy's face; it's freaky, and it makes him a little sad. A little thoughtful from that bittersweet memory.

He takes the pill, dry swallowed from years of practice.]

... Gonna be a busy day for medics...

[forsometimenow]

It already has been... but thankfully we were able to get a quick response team here.

[Strangely, it wouldn't bother her if Sam told her about the freakish resemblance... she'd heard it before, after all, from Simon.]

I only wish we had the resources to have a real clinic here.

[collegedropout]

[Sam sighs, nodding.]

It could have been worse. It could have been way worse.

I think we got lucky, this time.

[forsometimenow]

Mmhmm... it could've been. And now, we can learn from this and make sure we at least have some supplies at the ready. Maybe put together some emergency procedures.