Infirmary Post for George Luz

[azure-mercy.livejournal.com]

During and after the bar brawl, many came into the infirmary with injuries that needed treatment. A lot of them walked (or at least limped) out again, with bandages or stitches. Sergeant George Luz, however, was not one of those. He broke a couple of ribs and cracked a few more. So, much to the radioman's dismay, he will be spending some in the infirmary.

And, much to his doctor's dismay, he is rather chatty and fidgety, which means he risks aggravating his injuries at every turn. Zhaan feels better now that she's got a cast around his torso (although Luz certainly doesn't like it), so that the bones in his chest will be kept more or less in place. She has also been giving him painkillers, natural immune boosters, a special medicine to speed the knitting of his bones, and a lot of nutritious food, especially things with calcium in them.

She is also watching him carefully to make sure he doesn't try to get up and walk off, which seems all too likely. But she won't object to someone visiting him - it will keep him occupied - so long as they don't excite him too much.

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[will_scarlett]

Will remembered seeing Luz come in but was trying to stay out of the way at that point.

Now he's back in the infirmary, itching slightly and comes over to Luz,

"Good day, sir, 'ow ye 'oldin' up?"

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

George is stareing up at the ceiling, couting the dots nonetheless, out of pure boredom. He can't move and the cast- that awful, awful cast- itches. Not just a little itch but a 'give me a damn fork!' itch. It also seems to be hampering his movement to become comfortable on the cot which seems to result in a foot moving back and forth.

When Will approaches the radioman rolls his head in his direction and sighs, resulting in a string of coughs and much winceing. "I..could be doing..so much..better..if I wasn't..wearing this..damned...cast...thing..!"

George isn't a very good patient.

[will_scarlett]

Will just grimaces at the cast since it looks awful,

"Aye, looks bloody awful, twould dig ye out if I knew 'ow."

Though Will's also itching from the fading hives if it helps Luz feel better though his bruises are gone.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

Oh George would take the hives any day ofer a cast. "Ahh thanks...kid, but...I'm kinda..stuck with it..for now."

"I'm guessin," he says a little slower this time instead of in the rush he usually does. This time he isn't nearly gasping for breath as he does so. "That you got covered with the goo stuff too..?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, bloody woman just kept firin' at me, 'ave to clean me shirt 'gain. What 'appened to ye?"

Since when George was having Jack fall on him, Will was probably falling on Sariel or possibly being hit by Harth, so not that aware.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

"Remember the big man with the gun," George asks, blowing his cheeks out and crossing his eyes. So Jack didn't exactly have crossed eyes but it gave a funny impression anyways.

"Well he sort of fell on me..More like crushed me."

By all accounts it wasn't a pleasent experience. It was like having 3 Bull Randleman's pummeling him at once.

[will_scarlett]

Will just winces in sympathy since he saw that guy and ow,

"Aye, bloody 'ell, that's awful, George, 'ow long are ye trapped 'ere and what do ye need?"

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

"Don't know." And it's the honest truth. "HOw long does it take to fix broken ribs?"

At the offer of needing things, George opens his mouth to reply but stops. "I'd kill for a pack of smokes but I figure the docs here would do me in if I had them."

[will_scarlett]

"Not sure, ne'er broken any 'fore and aye could try to sneak ye some,"

The paras seem to really need their cigarettes, Will's figured out and he's willing to deal with an annoyed Zhaan if it helps George.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

If it's not a cigarette, its booze and if its not booze, it's gum. Anything to sooth the nerves from being on the frontline. "Would you?" the look the radioman gives is very hopeful and almost begging. "Maybe even a knife so I can cut myself out of this..thing..?"

There's hopeful and wishing- both seem to be bluring for this particular paratrooper.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

The wonderful thing about having friends is they are generally willing to do anything for you. Even if that means bringing down the wrath of every medical personell in the infirmary. It's also one of the reasons that George has an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips instead of a lit one and his right hand consantly pops the lid on/off on the Zippo lighter. He'd never let them know exactly who brought the items...Luz just hoped he'd be able to keep them!

A little silver flask is also hidden under his pillow filled with the wonderful Normandy brandy he'd come to love since June 6th.

So for now George just keeps laying in the bed, scratching at the cast, and shuffling a deck of cards to keep himself occupied.

[guppy_sandhu]

"You wouldn't be planning to light that now would you?" says a voice from the office.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

-click-click-

A very sad little look crosses Luz's face as his eyes flicker towards the officer door. "I'm gonna die if I don't..." he says around the cigarette.

-click-click-

"Can I get up and move to the bar so I can?" His voice is also very hopeful.

[guppy_sandhu]

"No you are not going to die if you don't." Guppy says a tad unsympathetically.

"And yes, if you can. Do you want help?" He moves over to the bed and glances at his monitor. "I'm Dr Guppy Sandhu. Are you one of Zhaan's patients? What are you in for?"

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

"If you knew my record," George says slowly so not to become short of breath, "you'd understand why I said it." He went through half a pack within hours of the D-day jumps. Call him addicted if you want.

"Zhaan? The blue lady?" For the two days that Luz had been there in the infirmary with 2-3 broken ribs, a few cracked ones, and some bruising, he'd never had a chance to ask.

"Trying to bust up a fight and having a Goliath fall on me."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yes, the blue lady." Guppy confirms, glancing over his notes.

"Well you really shouldn't be smoking, but if you insist I'll take you out. Any signs of breathing difficulties though and I'll bring you back in, cigarette completed or not."

A raised eyebrow. "And if I catch you attempting to smoke in here again I'll ask Bar not to give you anything but nicotine patches, got it?"

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Uh yay Millitime? We'll just say he dropped by the other day.

"Kind of extreme way to take a vacation isn't it?" Nathan joked a little as he stopped over to say hello.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

Having been half asleep thanks to the lovely pain killers that Zhaan is making sure he has, the paratrooper lets one sleep heavy eye open up when Nathan speaks to him. A very sloppy half grin is given around a yawn, "Oh you know how we paratroopers do it. We always have to be on the extreme side."

Shifting upward a little on the bed George winces as he does so. It's not a very pained expression but enough to show discomfort. "How you doin, Nate? Get a few good punches out in the fight?"

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Nathan sat down by him, "Nah, you didn't leave the rest of us much to do by then."

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

George snorts a laugh- a really hard one that brings about an instant wince and more laughter. "Jesus Christ.." he says after another moment of trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah...you should have said that before I got squished like a fucking bug, pal."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, traffic held me up, you know how rush hour is," Nathan replied continuing to joke a little. Keep the mood light.

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

Snarky as the little laugh may sound, it's a good one that's taking away from the situation. George doesn't see it as serious as the docs may be so anything to lighten the tension is highly welcomed.

"Oh really? Yeah I know how those politician types move. Slow as Christmas and waddleing like a duck."

Luz pauses slightly motioning to one of the chairs close to the bed. "You didn't miss much though. So- how's things going with you? Haven't see you around in a while."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"I'm not that slow! That's the ones who've been sitting on Capitol Hill for forty years, and barely looking at the bills going through." Nathan defended himself.

His expression was still light and smiling, but a sharp eye would notice how forced it was.

"Been busy with the campaign. Getting closer to the wire all the time."

[gotapenny.livejournal.com]

"Eh, you'll do good. Keep smiles like those up and you'll have all the women voters eating from your palm, right?" It's a toothy grin that Nathan gets from the busted up Paratrooper.

"How's your brother doin? Saw him floatin around the bar the other day and stopped in to say 'hello'." Of course, George knows nothing about their abilities.

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully, but that's only half the voting base." He was still down in the polls, and unaware that events to play in the future on it.

Nathan choked a little at the floating comment, and then coughed. Peter wouldn't dare... wait. He would.

"...You saw my brother?"