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[guppy_sandhu]

In one corner of the infirmary, Guppy is curled up in a chair, dozing lightly. Every so often the little alarm clock next to him wakes him, and he gets up to check on Peter. If anything goes wrong in the meantime, the machine will sound an alarm, but he continues to take obs every half an hour nonetheless.

[ooc: Anyone who wants to visit Peter should tag here.]

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[gone_byebye]

There's a quiet knock on the door. "Anybody in here?" Rho says, peeking around the door.

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

There was no answer from the prone figure lying in the bed. Venkman seemed pale, and much older than his late thirties now. It seemed strange since normally there would a loud snoring sound coming from him. Not that this version would know of this, or the lack of it had ominous undertones to it. There was the sound of the oxygen mask, and the steady beeping of the heartrate monitor.

[gone_byebye]

Infirmaries are never fun, no matter who's in them or where you are. Rho had seen the inside of the one at HQ more often than he cared to, usually because someone else was being confined to it. He knew very little about human medicine, and frankly, sights like this didn't especially make him want to learn any more. That'd just be one more well-intentioned thing that'd wind up spinning out of his control.

He crossed the room to get a better look at the monitor before looking down at the still, silent figure.

"I wish it wasn't me here," he said eventually. "You ought to have someone who knows you here right now. Not me."

[guppy_sandhu]

The sound of voices wakes Guppy from his light sleep. He gets up and stands next to Rho.

"Maybe you aren't the version of Ray that he knows, but your voice should still be familiar to him. You may yet be bringing him some comfort."

[gone_byebye]

Rho glances down at the fellow talking to him, eyebrows raised. "You the doctor around here?" he asks. "Figured I'd better check on him before I went looking for that kid from last night. Name's Rho." He sticks out a hand for the shaking; there are no scars, no marks, not even any fingerprints (although that last would be quite hard to see).

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

Abs comes in with McCoy and lightly prods Guppy on the shoulder.

"Hey, I found backup. This is Dr McCoy."

Venkman seems pale, and much older than his late thirties now. It seemed strange since normally there would a loud snoring sound coming from him. Not that this version would know of this, or the lack of it had ominous undertones to it. There was the sound of the oxygen mask, and the steady beeping of the heartrate monitor.

[notabricklayer.livejournal.com]

McCoy has instead gone to have a look at the patient in question. It's a portrait of medical concern.

Or perhaps it could be titled: ' Surgeon Chief waiting for Resident's Report'. McCoy has been a CMO for too many years to not know how to pull off the look.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Dr Sandhu, nice to meet you."

Guppy comes up beside Dr McCoy.

"About four days ago he started showing signs of muscle weakness. Three days ago he couldn't walk at all. By last night he couldn't move his arms or legs. Throughout he was showing signs of severe fatigue, until last night he collapsed. His heart rate was all over the place and I had to shock him to get it back into rhythm. He's been unconscious ever since."

He picks up a clipboard. "His obs have been stable ever since. Nothing has come up in blood tests or any sort of scan, and this machine can find just about anything. His body has simply shut down, and I can't find a reason for it."

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

And Abs is going to hover in the background.

[notabricklayer.livejournal.com]

"Were you able to get a family history on him before he lost consciousness, Dr. Sandhu?" He asks quietly while pulling on a pair of gloves and starting his own examination, not willing to trust a machine to do what is, to him, the core of basic medicine.

[guppy_sandhu]

Neither is Guppy willing to trust a machine; he'd examined Peter himself first.

"He mentioned that he and his mother had the ability to synthesise and detect PKE, and that his mother died when he was young after this ability was diagnosed or misdiagnosed as insanity."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy comes in, getting a glare from Abs, who had sent him off to eat and preferably sleep.

"I've managed to track down the other Dr McCoy. He's just unpacking."

[inquisitivehero]

A few minutes later, Hank is there, his labcoat changed for a new one and regular scrubs on his body now.

He nods to Guppy.

"Okay, Anything new occuring? What are the petient's current stats? Doctor venkman?"

His eyes get wioder as he sees who it is and he steps closer. Even as he does, his eyes are flying over the dials and monitors in tbe room. On the far side he sees another patient and amkes a note to head thatw ay as soon as he is done here.

[abs-denham.livejournal.com]

Abs comes over and passes Hank a clipboard with Peter's obs for the last twenty four hours.

"He ain't changed since you were here Guppy. BP 120/80, sats 92 percent on oxygen, slightly bradicardic. I'm Abs Denham by the way, psychiatric nurse. I came to relieve Guppy so he could get some sleep." he adds, glaring at Guppy for being awake.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy joins Hank by the bed.

"He's been more or less stable since last night."

[inquisitivehero]

"Nice to make your acquaintance. Is this related to his spectrally-smashing employment? With all the endevours he accomplishes with ghosts and other entities both bening and malign, might he have acquired a virus magical?"

He looks at the machines around them, he paper, and at Peter.

"We may need a mage gentlemen. And soon."

His face is grim.

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

(ooc: Millitimed to begin at 3pm EST here. Just getting this in case I get back a little late. Will pick up tags ASAP)

Peter had been drifting somewhere else. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/doc_venkman/7081.html)

Suddenly alarms sounded, and the machines he was hooked up to went haywire for a moment. The needles jerked wildly, and the monitor's beeping turned to a staccato shriek.

It then stopped, and there was a persistant beep.....

Flatline.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy jumps awake as soon as the alarm sounds. In an instant he's alert and by the bed.

"SHIT!"

Why does it have to be a flatline?

He injects a drug into Peter's arm, because shocking him won't do anything, then starts CPR.

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Light was continuing to flood his senses. Why can't he see? He tried getting around it, but found himself being pulled toward it anyway.
No, no way. Pete's not going anywhere! None of this 'go to the light' crap for him!

[guppy_sandhu]

Can't do this on my own.

He goes to the door and glances hurriedly around the bar.

"Abs! Come and give me a hand."

He hurries back over to Peter and carries on CPR until Abs gets there.

"Carry on doing this while I intubate."

You are NOT going to die on me. Not here, not now, not like this.

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Not going, not going. Screw this! I'm staying.
There's something like a popping noise, and his heart lurches sluggishly toward a rhythm again. Lungs start operating again.

Peter blinked his eyes, and wondered why he was on the floor.

"Hey, I can move again! Neat!" He exclaimed as he got up. "Wait, where am I?" He looked around. Medical room?

And there was a chain or cord sticking out of the middle of him....Ok, should know this.

Uh-oh... not good.

[i-aughra.livejournal.com]

Aughra shoves her way in from the Bar (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/8952432.html)

"Where now? Ahhhh!" She zeros in on Peter's bed and stumps over. "Yes. Draining you good, the piece of worm-ridden filth. Not seen work like this since skekTek's lab. Nasty."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, damn vampire curse." Peter nodded.

"So how we go about this?"

[gone_byebye]

Rho slips in quietly behind the ghost and the Aughra; he might not be able to do much, but he at least wants to see that this is done right.

[i-aughra.livejournal.com]

The Seer climbs up onto the bed holding the comatose Ghostbuster with a series of laborous grunts and groans.

"Urrrrrgghhh! Like I said. We give the curse something tasty to chew on. Maybe also raise your energy while we're at it. Has to flow both ways, after all. Come here, urSkek boy. You have to be close to work."

Don't ask me how she knows he's here but Aughra's finger stabs out at Rho (not even bothering to look up from her patient. "And you! Come here too. If something goes wrong, will need someone to put his heart back in his chest."