Bar Brawl Triage

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

Since Zhaan started working here, most of her duty shifts in the infirmary have been quiet. She was expecting more of the same today. So it comes as a great surprise when some sort of commotion breaks out in the main bar. Concerned, she heads to the door with the intention of peeking out to see where all the noise is coming from.

She doesn't get that far, however, before the door is opened from the other side, and the commotion comes to her.

[OOC: Treat this like a bartending post: reply to the EP with your injured pup and I or one of the other healers will thread it with you from there.]

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[sizzuhs.livejournal.com]

Soon after the fighting is done, the door to the infirmary is almost roughly kicked open thanks to that of a jumpfooted boot. Half helping to walk and half draging Will inside the Airborne medic grunts as he tries to get through the doorway.

"..tolds yous not t' be fighin, Will. Yous wantin bound 'gain?" Roe says dryly trying to find the closest open bed.

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

"By the Goddess." Will was just in here not too long ago, for frell's sake. "All right. Please put him down over here," Zhaan says, indicating the nearest empty bed while she goes to get on a pair of gloves.

[sizzuhs.livejournal.com]

Helping Will onto one of the beds is easier to do when one isn't stareing at a blue person. Gene hasn't met anyone thats blue before. Hesitateing slightly he lays a hand on Will's arms and his eyes almost seem to go distant. Mentally he's praying, checking. "Stomach's not t' goods'a shape. Some bruisin mostly.."

Glanceing to the door he nods and grimices. "There's gonna be more comin- big figh' out there."

[will_scarlett]

Will his doing his best to walk on his own and he's had worse anyway, so he sits down on the bed trying to get the green goo off,

"Tisna that bad, an twasna my fault, she bloody attacked me."

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

As if to confirm Eugene's statement about a brawl, there's a loud shout and a crash outside the door. "I see," Zhaan says, just a little sourly. She strides over to Will and, after a moment's hesitation, puts one of her hands on his. And she takes his pain without trying, something she's still not used to, although at least she can bear up under it.

He's got bruises in quite a few places. The worst is his abdomen: she examines closely, worried about internal injury. But his muscles seem to have taken the brunt of it, which means he is going to be very sore there for a while, but nothing else.

Zhaan removes her hand. "Just bruising," she says, and then realizes that Will's not going to understand how she knows that. "I think that is the case, anyway. Let me get a scanner to be certain." She's not confident of this new power yet. She goes to get one of the hand scanners that Guppy taught her to use.

[sizzuhs.livejournal.com]

Gene shakes his head as he sees the modern piece of..whatever it is. "I can fixs it," he says without thinking. With a hesitant frown he again places both hands on Will's arm. "Yous just gots t' trust me."

It's a statement, almost a question, to both Zhaan and Will.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

Not to long after Will is brought in, a man on a stretcher being carried by a man and a woman soon follows. The man on the stretcher is breathing in short gasps and looks rather worse for ware though a smile stays on his face.

"Damn shame..tha..there ain't no..pretty Army nurses around. Guess I...won't be...enjoyin wha...what my friends have been, eh Padre?" WHen George laughs he winces, eyes squeezing shut in pain.

[cheerychaplain]

Father Mulcahy chuckles lightly, and calls out, "Excuse me?" as they step into the infirmary. He doesn't quite want to say 'we're looking for a doctor,' as there is one already with them, but he wants to be sure they're not stepping on the toes of the infirmary staff.

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

"Please bring him over here," Zhaan says, indicating an empty bed. She goes there herself, so that she will be ready to examine the new arrival once he is better situated for it. "What is his name, and what happened to him?" This question is directed to Father Mulcahy: Luz seems to be having difficulty breathing, and she doesn't want to put further stress on him by making him talk.

[cheerychaplain]

Father Mulcahy and Sally make their way over to the bed, and they (with Nathan's able assistance) help George from the stretcher into the bed. Once she isn't needed anymore, Sally ducks back out into the bar, leaving Father Mulcahy to answer the questions of the -- blue, woman. Good heavens.

Still, he isn't rude! "This is Sergeant George Luz," he says. "I believe a large man landed on him." He glances back at where Sally disappeared. "The doctor thought that the trouble is in his ribs."

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

"Landed like a...foot...squashin a bug...ma'am.." George says between quick breaths as he is helped onto the bed. As he moves he grits his teeth in pain. He pauses long enough to take a few more breaths before continueing on, "Felt and..heard..a lot of..things pop.."

[ahogarse.livejournal.com]

Sometime after the commotion around George has stopped, and he looks less likely to be dying, a little figure walks into the foot of his bed.

Yes, walks straight into it. He has very limited visibility under the sheet. Cloth covered hands reach out, establish edges, and he straightens and looks at George somewhat worriedly.

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

Zhaan doesn't notice the little figure in the sheet at first: too many people around, too much hurting, too much noise in her head. In fact, she does see Santi until she almost falls over him and comes perilously close to dropping the bottles she's carrying in each hand. And at first, because of the sheet, she doesn't recognize him.

But the shape of his mind's familiar. There's no mistaking that. "Santi?" Zhaan says uncertainly, looking at the short little figure in the white sheet. He never comes in the bar, as far as she knows. Not so long ago, he was nervous about going as close as the garden.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

The bump against the bed jars the dozeing paratrooper enough that when he opens hie eyes he actually almost jumps straight up. George wasn't expecting to see a short figure wearing a sheet with two holes poked out for eyes. He's also doing his best from saying things that would be very bad to say where he is at.

"Holy.." Reaching over with his right hand he grabs at his left side, winceing slightly as he starts to try to sit up a little. Still in a blurry-eyed mess from a light sleep he peers at the figure. "Santi?"

[ahogarse.livejournal.com]

He sounds very, very sorry indeed. He didn't mean to at all. So, because George is hurt, he shuffles up to the head of the bed and takes his hand because that always makes him feel better.

[grandsuccess.livejournal.com]

Allie sidled up to her, but waited at the end of a desk, out of the way of the beds. She hadn't been sure what else to do with the eruption in the dinning room. Which was why she was looking over the room now, with wary dark eyes at people being carried in.

"People are getting hurt."

It was a statement, but there was a question of confusion somewhere inside of it.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Are you hurt?" Asks Guppy, who has managed to crawl through the carnage to help Zhaan.

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

"Guppy!" Zhaan's never called him that before, although pretty much everyone else does. It may be that she's doing so now because she's got so many things that need doing, right now, that she can't spare time or energy for four syllables where two will do. "What in the name of the Goddess is going on out there?"

She catches sight of Allie as well. Zhaan did talk to Simon about her, as promised, and he wasn't comfortable with letting her use her powers in the infirmary. But he said she'd be allowed to stay, watch and learn. And it's certainly safer in here than it is outside. "I know," she says to Allie. "Please sit down, Allie. If someone with dire injuries is brought here, I may need you - and I will take responsibility. Otherwise, though, you may only observe. I'm sorry." There isn't time to explain it all now. She hopes Allie will understand.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Some sort of riot, I don't know what started it." Guppy replies, then nods to Allie, assuming she's on work experience or something.

"There's tea and biscuits in the office if you need a break, and books you can read. Otherwise, just be careful in case any of the tension breaks into here. We don't know what's caused this yet."

Stethoscope in hand, he then gets to work.

[grandsuccess.livejournal.com]

Allie looked between them, watching certain things pass, wondering how those were important now. Her blue eyes troubled, she nodded for understanding when the doctor had mentioned food and books, more because she seemed to think he'd need it than the idea she'd go seeking them.

"It's okay," she says to Zhaan because there was some apologetic nature clinging in the womans face. And because, it really was.

"I'll stay out of the way and watch."

[visible_sariel]

And here comes another. In walks a girl in what... probably was once a red uniform, but is now very much a green one. She's been fairly well splattered by green goo (TM), and little red dots have started appearing on her exposed skin. Itchy! Icky!

by the way she's moving her left arm (that is, a bit gingerly) it's safe to assume there's a bruise under her sleeve to match the one gone black and blue just below her left eye.

At the moment, she's looking more relieved than anything at being out of the chaos in the main bar. The return of shock and confusion will follow on later, as will the realization of just how nasty those hives are. "... Excuse me?"

OOC: Millitimed to a minute or so after Sariel left Mai.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy heads over to this one. As far as he's concerned this is a potential major incident, and therefore he is fully in business mode.

"I'm Dr Guppy Sandhu." he says, moving over quickly to the injured girl. "We have a free bed over here, come and take a seat and we'll try and help you."

[visible_sariel]

Introductions she can handle. And following orders works fairly well right about now as well. Sariel moves obediently toward the indicated bed and sits, a touch gingerly again--great, a bruised rear on top of everything. "Ensign Sariel Rager," is the automatic answer. "I'm not badly off, just bruised from Will falling on me and covered in--" the face she makes as she futilely attempts to wipe goo from a dangling curl finishes the explanation nicely.

"It's *mad* out there!" And by the dismayed tone of her voice, it's safe to assume she isn't liking the whole brawl inna Milliways thing too terribly much.

[guppy_sandhu]

Normally, he'd take things more slowly, but in situations like this there simply isn't time.

"I don't know what the goo is yet, but it's giving people a lot of skin irritation." he says, pouring a small bowl of warm water and handing her a cloth to get it off with. "Probably easier for you to get it off yourself if you can. I'll get some cold packs for the bruises, okay?"

Going over to a fridge in the corner to get them. "And yes, I crawled through it into here. What on Earth is going on?"

[visible_sariel]

She accepts that cloth without complaint, and doesn't bat an eye at the terseness--chaos is chaos, whether it's on the bridge or in the sickbay. It's definitely not an unknown to her, if for somewhat different reasons than a brawl breaking out. "To quote one of my superior officers, I wish I knew!"

Sariel's busy trying to mop the worst of the gunk off her face and out of her hair as she continues. Too late; little red dots are appearing. "Two people came in, probably new, and one started yelling about ghosts in some... laboratory? I tried to explain to them, so did a few others, but they just started..." shrug, fidget, "firing on us. With goo." Apparently after the worst of a stressful situation's tapered off, Sariel gets chatty in reaction. Chatty being relative, of course.