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[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy carries a battered vampire in and lays her down on the nearest bed. He switches on the moniter, then just steps back, goes into the office and takes a couple of seconds to calm himself down.
Being surrounded by people wielding knives was enough to get him just a little bit unsettled. He takes a few deep breaths, thinks relaxing thoughts and goes back in to tend to Mal without his hand shaking.

"How's the healing coming mate?" he asks gently.

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[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

She just shakes her head, a little, turning over, tears running quietly down her face.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy perches on the bed next to her, handing her a tissue and putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"It's okay. Sam won't let him in here."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"That's what I'm worried about,"

Curling up around herself, one hand pressed to the open wound.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy gets a clean pad and presses it firmly on the wound. He's not satisfied with all this super-quick healing that's supposed to be going on. It's taking too long...

"Well we'll worry about that later." he says gently. "How long does it normally take you to stop bleeding and heal a wound like this?"

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"...dunno."

A tired, gasping breath. "It's quit bleeding...no idea how long..shouldn't be too bad..."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy tries to make him a little more comfortable, offering him an oxygen mask from nearby.

"This should help your breathing if you need it. But for now you really need rest. After that, it's up to you. I can offer you pain relief, or food and drink if you need it."

[ooc: Slowtime? I have another exam in the morning so I can't stay online any more tonight.]

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

A barked laugh, turning her head.

"Be okay."

[ooc: Not a problem. Good luck!]

[almost-arabian.livejournal.com]

When Guppy has done his doctorly thing, Lawrence slides into the room and sits down on the edge of the bed to fret over Mal.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

She sits up, carefully, using the headboard and pretending she isn't. Finally able to speak, properly, anyway.

"Lawrence."

[almost-arabian.livejournal.com]

He frowns and hands her a cup of tea and a biscuit.

Because tea and cookies fix everything, you know.

"How are you feeling?"

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

She smiles, a bit, scrubbing one hand with the sheets in a futile attempt at cleaning herself, then takes the tea and biscuit.

"Thanks. I'm...okay, I guess. Bit sore."

Takes a careful, welcome sip of tea.

[almost-arabian.livejournal.com]

Lawrence gets a warm basin of water and a cloth to clean her up a little bit.

"That, I should think, is to be expected." He remains perfectly calm. "If you like, I can break his fingers."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

She laughs, a bit hoarse, and sets about cleaning her hands.

"Not needed. I sort of...died on him, for a minute."

[necessary_child]

Sam enters the Infirmary, matter-of-factly putting his dagger away as he does so. There's no sign in his manner or expression that anything involving blood, blades or threats has ever happened.

Seeing Mal asleep, he looks around for Guppy.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy, having tended to Mal, is in the office, flopped on the couch, staring at the ceiling. The door is open as he likes to keep an ear out for patients of his under observation.

He'd sleep, but he keeps seeing knives when he shuts his eyes. Amongst other things.

[necessary_child]

Sam spots Guppy through the open door of the office.
"Guppy?"
He leans on the door post, trying to see if he's asleep.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hm?" He looks up.

"Oh hey Sam. Thanks for your help back there. I thought it was safer to wait for you here than go out and you having to worry about me. Are you okay?"

He sits up, looking a little tired but less shaken.

[necessary_child]

Sam grins. "Yeah, I'm fine. A knife was never going to have much success with me in any case." He pauses; if Guppy's hearing is particularly good he might hear a very faint mutter of 'Unless it's fucking dragon bone'. "You?"

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods. "I still owe you one mate. As the only mortal there if things had got nasty I'd have been in trouble."

He doesn't enquire about what he thought he might have heard. He's hardly going to repeat it louder in case someone who has one hears.

"Yeah, I'm okay thanks. A bit tired, but that's nothing new."

And a bit shaken, since someone just wielded a knife in my direction.

[necessary_child]

Sam shrugs, looking bleak. "I don't like people threatening my friends." He shakes his head. "You look a bit shaken-up, though. Need a drink?"

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy runs his hands through his hair.

"A cup of tea would be great, thanks."

[necessary_child]

"Be right back." He ducks hurriedly out of the infirmary and returns a few minutes later with two large mugs of tea. Guppy's tea is heavily laced with sugar, just to be on the safe side. "There you go." Sam remains in the doorway, sipping his own tea.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods. "Thanks."

He sips the tea.

"I needed that."

[necessary_child]

"Yeah, you look like it. The girl- Mal, right?- is she going to be all right?"

[guppy_sandhu]

He nods.

"Hopefully. She's a vampire so she should heal soon enough. I was just concerned about how weak she looked."

He sips his tea, rubbing his head. "What happened with Sands?"