[Visiting post for Beverly Katz]

[nita_callahan]

The infirmary is open for business.

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[schrodingerskatz]

"Thanks," Beverly mumbles, kind of vaguely in the others' direction.

Sitting down has helped her balance, but now her hand and head are really hurting.

[a1enzo]

Enzo thoroughly disinfects his hands and gives Beverly a quick look over, especially her head, to see whether there's anything else damaged which might have a higher priority than her hand.

[schrodingerskatz]

There is a nice lump on her head. She winces when it's touched.

The damage to her right hand isn't obvious until the cloth wrapped and wadded around it comes away. Her middle, ring, and pinky fingers have all been sliced off just above the knuckle. (It should probably be noted that she's got a lot more blood on her than ought to come from an injury like that.)

"Enzo, right?"

[a1enzo]

"Yeah, I..." Oh. Yeah, the... the head can wait. "Yeah. Enzo Matrix. And... Beverly?"

Frag. Frag frag frag. Okay. Detached fingers not in evidence. He wouldn't know how to reattach them if they were, that's specialist stuff, but this simplifies the matter: stop the bleeding. Stop the bleeding. He pulls on gloves and grabs a hypospray full of painkiller and a great deal of gauze.

[schrodingerskatz]

"Yeah. Sorry, can I -- lie down? Sorry, I'm dizzy."

This night really did not go her way.

(The details are already fuzzy, though. They went to Lecter's -- office? And she found . . . something there. Didn't she?)

[a1enzo]

"Sure, just keep your hand elevated above your heart."

[schrodingerskatz]

"No problem," she murmurs, leaning back, and obediently keeps her hand raised so he can work on it.

[a1enzo]

Enzo brings over his supplies and applies the hypospray to her arm just below the shoulder. He gives it a moment for the painkiller to kick in, but only a moment, before taking a gauze pad and applying pressure to the wound.

[schrodingerskatz]

Beverly lets out a sigh of relief when the painkiller hits. She still winces a little at the pressure, but more from instinct than actual pain.

Thankfully, the bleeding doesn't take too long to slow and stop.

[a1enzo]

Enzo checks under the gauze and breathes a sigh of relief when the flow stops. He's been told about cauterization, but he's never actually tried it before, and he'd prefer his first time be supervised.

He disinfects the site thoroughly and binds it with more gauze and a good deal of tape.

[schrodingerskatz]

Beverly swallows, doesn't open her eyes, and asks, "Is it gonna be okay?"

[a1enzo]

Ugh. "That... kind of depends what you mean by okay. I think."

[schrodingerskatz]

"Is it really bad?"

[a1enzo]

"Well... yeah. I mean, I wouldn't have been able to do it myself anyway, but I'm pretty sure in order to reattach fingers, you kind of need to... bring the fingers with you. Sorry. Maybe someone here can magic them or something."

[schrodingerskatz]

"Didn't really have time, I think."

She swallows.

"Rather not do anything magic."

[a1enzo]

He nods. "There might be something else. Advanced science. Or there might not. It's Milliways, it's hard to say anything for sure except right now, they're gone."

[schrodingerskatz]

Gone.

It is incredibly tempting to ask for something strong enough to knock her out, on the grounds that this can't possibly be right and if she just wakes up everything will be okay.

She opens her eyes and focuses on Enzo. "Thanks. For being straight with me."

[a1enzo]

He meets her eyes and nods in response. "You're welcome. Sorry there's no way to break that kind of thing gently.

"You'll want to have it looked at properly. I'm only an assistant. But it's clean and it's stable, at least."

[schrodingerskatz]

"Not gonna die in my sleep."

She touches the bandage with her left hand, lets out a slightly shaky breath, and asks, "Is it okay if I go to sleep?"

[a1enzo]

"I think so. You seem to be processing fine. Let me just check your eyes first, okay?" Best to be sure.

[schrodingerskatz]

She blinks up at him. When he checks her eyes, there aren't any noticeable problems: she just looks worn out.

[a1enzo]

Enzo nods in satisfaction. "Didn't think so. Okay, go ahead and sleep. I'll check in on you, and if you wake up and need anything and I'm not here, call for Backup, okay? He's the rat on duty."

Backup, from down near the floor, squeaks and salutes.

[schrodingerskatz]

Beverly snorts, in spite of everything. Call for backup. Definitely.

"Okay."

Before he can leave, she adds, quiet, "Enzo? I owe you."

[a1enzo]

"Hey. I'm here to help. Literally, it's what I'm for."