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[inquisitivehero]

Two beds rest side by side, with one holding Rupert Giles and the other Tim Hunter. Both are beaten up and unconcious as Hank moves around, trying to get a hold on their conditions.

Tim doesnt look good, with a big wound in his left arm, quarrels in his right arm and side, claw marks over most of his torso, and his glow, which is his power manifest, leaking out of every wound.

Giles looks slightly less bad off, with a concussion, a stab wound to the right shoulder from behind, and various cuts and slashes on his arms, with another stab wound to the leg.

Hank's movements are very fast as he assembles the neccessary equipment to treat both men.

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[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

And now there was a pregnant woman supporting a limping Ghostbuster with a large gash in his leg, still bleeding sluggishly as the pair entered. Plus numerous clawmarks, cuts, scratches and bruises on his body.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank's head snaps up and he grins and graons with one breath. He moves to Peter's other side, and gets ahold of him carefully.

"Let em help."

he looks across to Dana and grins slightly.

"You must be Dana? A pleasure to meet you, even if it is under these not-so-perfect circumstances. "

They arrive at a bed near the other two and he levers Peter up on it, trying to settle him comfortably. He turns to Dana and sticks out his hand.

"Doctor Hank McCoy, at your service."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Dana stared at the doctor questioningly, and she gave a glance to Peter. Well, he hadn't gotten around to talk about everybody in the bar.

She tentatively replied, "Nice to meet you, Doctor."

Peter nodded, still wincing some, "It's ok, Dana. He's one of a hell of a doctor around here. Knows his stuff."

"So how bad we looking here, Hank? Week-long vacation? Maybe with room service?" He grinned a little, catching a snort from Dana. If he was joking like this, it wasn't that bad.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank McCoy held up the scanner and eyes it as he runs it over Peter.

"Well, not too bad, actually. The gash on your leg is a bad one, but not as bad as could be. It missed the major arteries, and is going to sting you pretty badly, but the other dozen or so cuts and contusions will all eb easier to treat. By the number of bruises you have though, you are going to be just as aching as I am for the next few days."

Hank sets aside the scanner as he grabs a few items from the nearby table.

He smiles at Dana.

"He will be fine, ma'am. Just a little close-up work here and then he will need a week or so of rest, if you can actually get him to stay still for that amount of time."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Dana nodded, and remarked, "Oh, I think I can manage that part." She eyed Peter that it was definite.

Peter weakly said, "I'll just get some sleep, and I'll be good."

Dana stated, "He said a week's worth, Peter."

"I'll just take it easy around the bar. I can't be shut up in my room all that time."

She sighed, "Fine, maybe a cane or a wheelchair..."

"NO!" Peter vehmently cut her off, and asked Hank, "I don't need a cast or anything, right? I can still walk if I need to? Not like I'm going to jog around the lake for a while."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank looks on with some barely concealed amusement, but nods as he works.

"Let me treat this wound, heal it up, and then the others as well, and all you will need is to take it easy, and come back in here in a week, to be sure it is all better. But that means careful, Peter. No running, no extreme excercise, no pushing yourself too hard. I can heal your wounds, but it takes the body some time to deal with the trauma and the energy that healing takes."

He eyes Peter.

"If you do that, then you will be fine, but if you push it you can really hurt yourself for good. Now if I may get to work?"

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter sighed, "I won't. Should be pretty quiet around here anyway."

Dana remarked, "Even if it isn't, you need to relax. You can't go out on busts while you're here anyway. Just rest."

He grinned, and waggled his eyebrows, "This mean you get to play nurse? Fluff my pillows, and give me a sponge bath?"

She sighed at that, and remarked, "I'm guessing you're going to prescribe a sedative for him? He hasn't been sleeping well lately. ("I sleep fine!")" She added over his protests.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy comes in, stethoscope around his neck.

"Do you want some help Hank?" he asks, moving quickly over to Tim and Giles.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank nods, a smile on his face, but his eyes a litle grim as he sees Guppy.

"Yes. Definitely. We need to stabilize these two as best we can. Deeper measures can wait until they are at least not bleeding all over."

He flashes a grin at Guppy.

"It's good to see you here, my dfriend."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy flashes a smile back at Hank.

"Good to be back on the right side of the monitors."

He becomes more serious again as he begins to examine the two men.

"Do you know what the glowing is?" he asks, raising Giles' leg and moving forward to examine his shoulder. He's not sure he should touch Tim until he knows what's happening.

[inquisitivehero]

"It's Tim's magic, if I am right. I will work on him and on getting him stable, as I have more experience with magic and it's effects. Why dont you work on Giles there, get him stable, and bandaged. We have more advanced techniques available, but we need to wait for them to wake up to make sure there will be no complications."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods. "Good idea."

He puts his stethoscope on and examines Giles for any signs of pneumothorax, then raises his arms and begins treating the worst stab wounds.

"Any idea how long the blade was? And are you okay?"

[inquisitivehero]

Hank shakes his head.

"I dont know, there was every size and shape out there. And I'm okay. Batterred, bruised, and cut up, but okay so far."

He shakes his head again as he bandages Tim's wounds with special oxetec bandages which would stop the bleeding and hopefully keep the man alive.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

Barry sticks his head. He's glad to see Hank at work, as usual, though quite unhappy to see Tim and Rupert injured. What could hurt Tim? Was the poor kid off his game this once?

"Need a hand, Hank?"

[inquisitivehero]

Hank looks up and comes over, taking off gloves he had slapped on sometime during the night.

He breathes out a long sigh and shakes his head.

"They are stabilized now. I am giving them fluids to try to get them closer to conciousness. Once they regain conciousness, I can give them the otion of being healed faster either by a healer or with high tech, but until then, it is merely a matter of watching over them and keeping them stable."

He looks down then back up at Barry.

"It was brutal over there, Barry. A lot of demons, all kinds and shapes and a lot more of them than of us. It was a little hairy a few times, but we got through it."

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

Under other circumstances, Barry might make a comment about "a little hairy" but this is not the time.

"And Tim and Rupert are the worst of it?" He tries to envision what it was like, and can't. Armies of demons might be real, but are still beyond Barry's vision.

[inquisitivehero]

"Of those who made it rhrough, yes. We didnt lose any of the patrons but there were casualties of the locals. Peter Venkman got a little beat up but not too badly. Tim's wounds are made somewhat more hard to understand as he has so much magic it is somehow leaking from him. even though he is bandaged he is still leaking some of it."

Hank looks very tired as he hasnt slept yet.

"So far things are stable and looking okay, but I dont and wont know long term for eitht Giles or Tim till they start to wake up."

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

Barry gives half a sigh of relief, even as he wonders if Andrew lost anyone he knew from his reality.

"I think you chould get a healer - or more, a full fledged wizard - to look at Tim. Eska - a good friend of mine, and a wizard - once told me that she thinks Tim isn't truly human anymore. More a being of pure magic in human form."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank nods.

"I would welcome their help in diagnosis. I don't know enough of his condition to start on a cure, which is why I am waiting for his waking."

Hank smiles a little more as he glances at Giles's quiet form.

"Giles' should be fairly easy, though. Hopefully. I have reason and experience knowing that magically inflicted wounds arent always easily healed."

[watcher-g-man.livejournal.com]

Giles slowly opened his eyes. He removed the oxygen mask from himself. Another hospital. A common occurance really. But where? Sunnydale?

No, that can't be right. Sunnydale's a crater now. London? Rome? So hard to keep track. He started to sit up, but thought better of it. He was still dizzy from the concussion, and there was an headache blooming in his head.

[inquisitivehero]

Then Hank is there, his smile gently as he arrives.

"Giles? Can you understand me? You're at Milliways. Do you remember my name?"

Hank begins scanning Giles with one of his scanners.

[watcher-g-man.livejournal.com]

Giles frowned, "Milliways? Where?" He blinked with some confusion.

He slowly remarked as he tried to remember, "I'm sorry, should I know it?"

[inquisitivehero]

Hank gets a wry look on his face.

"I'm Doctor Hank McCoy. I work here in the Infirmary at Milliways. You have been here for a month or so. You recently took part in a battle against some demons, in Los Angeles, with Andrew. Do you remember any of this?"

He looks concernedly at the other man.

[watcher-g-man.livejournal.com]

Giles thought for a moment, and then brightened, "Oh yes, Andrew. He had to run an errand for me. Miliways, strange name for a hospital. Which one is this? St. Thomas?"

[inquisitivehero]

hank sighs, almost facepalming.

"This is an Infirmary at Milliways. Miliways is... let's just say for now, it's a long ways from Sunnydale."

He picks up an odd looking device and moves around Giles, but miantains eye contact.

"First things first, you got hit pretty hard on your head. I need to take a look at that, so if you will bear with me, I will answer any questions you have while I work? Okay?"