Open Infirmary Post

[simon_doctor]

The Slenderman has been defeated. In the aftermath, any number of people -- victims, rescuers, bystanders -- may well need medical care.

The infirmary is open for business.

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[cutting_edgex23]

It has been a long, careful walk, getting Ava and Elle (and herself) all the way from Slenderman's house to the infirmary.

But they have arrived.

"Elle is hurt," she says, helping her friend to one of the beds -- or trying, at any rate.

She'll deposit Ava on one, too.

In a minute.

[ellectrical]

By the time they reach the infirmary, Elle's legs are moving without shooting pain, but her weakness has felt more acute as they went on, and though she manages to step away from X as she's guided to one of the beds, though she stumbles as she reaches it.

Still, using her uninjured arm, she manages to prop herself up on the end, and curls her slashed arm into her lap, her free hand resting on the bed next to her, a sphere of blue sparks crackling over it.

[yankeedoodle_dr]

"I take it this is L," Hawkeye says cheerfully, stepping away from the inventory he's been taking, and in at the bed. "Hi L -- I'm H. Dr. H, if you prefer; Dr. Pierce, if we're really being fancy about it."

As he's talking, easy and confident and good-natured, he's lifting her arm, palm up, and pressing two fingers against the inside of her wrist. "Just checking your pulse here," he tells her, and isn't surprised by its rapid, thready beat against his fingers.

[ellectrical]

Elle doesn't react to being touched, though the way Hawkeye's talking causes her to watch him a bit like someone looks at a bright light in a dark room.

After a beat, her eyes drop down to her wrist, before she glances around the room, looking for X.

[cutting_edgex23]

X meets Elle's gaze, looking briefly torn between keeping an eye on Ava and moving closer to Elle.

Then she takes matters into her own hands, dragging the bed that Ava is currently resting on --

screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech

-- and bringing it right next to the one Elle is taking up. This way she can sit by Elle and still be within arm's length of Ava.

Just in case she wakes up violent.

(Stranger things have happened.)

[yankeedoodle_dr]

A quick pinch test to look at the elasticity of her skin confirms his initial thought: "You're dehydrated," Hawkeye tells Elle, over his shoulder as he grabs an IV stand and wheels it in with a theatrical (but efficient) sweep, "so you're going to have an excellent dance partner whose initials are IV," he pats the stand, "just as soon as I check on your friend Sleeping Beauty over here."

There's a tray of medical supplies at the ready; he grabs a gauze compress and presses it over the worst of the slash to Elle's arm. "I need you to hold that right there," he tells her; "I'll be right back," and then he turns away to check the other patient for any signs of scalp injury or bleeding from the ears, nose, or mouth.

[walking_napalm]

The infirmary's a busy place tonight; apparently, they're not the first ones to come in from the lake shore.

"A little help here?" Liz calls sharply, stepping through the door with Hellboy leaning heavily on her.

[bprd_agent_red]

He's hanging onto her, barely keeping his feet at this point, and just wants to sit down.

"Medic!" he barks, but no where near as loudly as he wants to.

[yankeedoodle_dr]

A busy place is right -- if this keeps up, Hawkeye's going to need a new pair of feet, after all the running-off the current pair he's been doing.

"You rang?" says Hawkeye, stepping in on Hellboy's other side and pulling his arm around his neck, mindful of the giant hand. The nearest bed is, thankfully, both empty and very near; the big guy feels about as heavy as a brick wall, in addition to sharing its color palette.

[bprd_agent_red]

"Look, Liz, Lurch." Red lifts a stone finger to vaguely point at the doctor, then shifts his weight to the doc so Liz isn't carrying him anymore.

Moving over to the bed, he manages to get up onto it, and lets out a slow, shaky sigh.

Lifting his head to give Liz a small smile, it falls when he gets a look at her.

Now that their under lights, and his vision isn't swimming so much he can see the shape it's in, and it makes a deep frown form over his craggy features.

"You're hurt."

[walking_napalm]

"I'm okay," Liz says, slumping into the chair that somebody left pulled up next to the bed. She has her bloody hand pressed over her shoulder. "I'll be okay."

[balancingminds]

In time, Charles makes his way to the infirmary, he's got bruises where the restraints were and is tired.

He knows others are worse off, so finds a place to sit and concentrates on testing his shields. He's whole.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy catches up towards the end. Seeing Hawkeye has things in hand with the others, he heads over to Charles.

"You okay?" he asks gently.

[balancingminds]

There's a lot of concern in the air that it takes Charles has to focus to see its towards him,

"Not as bad as anyone else, just sore."

[guppy_sandhu]

"The others are being sorted, let's get you checked out." Guppy says. "What happened?"

[balancingminds]

"I was held in there,"

He holds up his arms to show where the restraints held him, he struggled against them.

The leather bit into the flesh of his arms and ankles.

[visible_sariel]

The already busy night in the infirmary is about to get busier yet.

Sariel's fairly steady on her feet, at least. Her attention's split between her companions and her surroundings as they hit the threshold. When she speaks, it's not a shout, and it's not laced with the level of urgency it would be if, say, someone were still unconscious, but a call for a medic is a call for a medic, however it's phrased. "We have wounded."

[electro_kinetic]

Noriko comes in with her, but hangs back. She'd like to not electrocute anyone or anything in the infirmary, much as she'd also like to make her head stop throbbing with her pulse from where it and the rest of her impacted a door rather forcefully.

For now, though, she's keeping her hands firmly to herself until she can find something to ground herself to.

[janisthorn]

Leela has a few lacerations in various places. Yet she's able to walk under her own power without too much trouble, and a relatively mild amount of dizziness. By her standards, that means she's in pretty good shape.

That oozing lump on her forehead is a little worrisome, though.

[yankeedoodle_dr]

"Hi," says the man heading their way, with a final word to another set of patients. "Dr. Pierce, reporting for duty. If you'll step into my parlor--" He sweeps a hand in the general direction of the nearest couple of beds, where there are also a few chairs to choose from. They all seem to be moving under their own power, but he stands at the ready to offer arms as needed.

[visible_sariel]

Nice choice of words, Hawkeye. Sariel's well aware of the tone this unfamiliar doctor is using, but the way she's carrying herself isn't going to change much. Not that it would have otherwise. Injured arm, bumped and bruised and good lord what a night! but she's still trying to conduct herself like on-duty Starfleet.

Saluting would involve dropping that badly busted torch. "Sir," she says instead, and aims for one of the available chairs without protest. She'll be setting that laser and said broken light down out of the way once she's there - ow, arm, ow.

[trigger_man]

Of the four coming in the door of the infirmary, Jack and Teja are taking the lead.

As he enters the infirmary, Jack tries to concentrate on the pain in his arm, side, and torso, not on his surroundings. His nerves are already frazzled with realizing he doesn't remember anything from he's not sure how long; his usual anxiety at medical surroundings isn't going to help.

[ostro_goth]

"I shall see if I find a healer that is not busy; I have not seen the infirmary like this in a long time," Teja says.

[bornuntotrouble]

"Can you see if they've got an empty bed while you're at it? This guy's heavy," John says, nodding to Urquhart.

He's keeping his distance from Jack, for now.

[scots_wolf]

There is no bed, but a chair, and Teja pushes Urquhart towards it.

He falls into it with a groan, and then ignores them.