=== Sickbay, Gaia de Hut: 2013-05-26 19:00:00 EDT ===
Crowe Thorne
Ammy Spiritor
Andu Kirost
Sean
Gaia de Hut
Darcy
= Andu Kirost has entered the room =
= Ammy Spiritor has entered the room =
= Crowe Thorne has entered the room =
Andu Kirost: ::SETTING: Ammy and Crowe find themselves in a room that would be easily identified by any fan of Star Trek, except for the blank pentacle around one transporter pad, and other mystic paraphenalia on the walls and shelves about the room.::
Ammy Spiritor: She appeared curled around Crowe and gasped in pain. That tackled just made her bleed more. "You stupid, stubborn lout!" she yelled at him.
Crowe Thorne: Crowe has no idea what a Star Trek is but woould likel suggest it is a walk in the stars...(Mun knows some stuff) And is teleported onto the ground with Ammy on top, his body riddled in agony, a blackened, ragged mess of his former self, flesh peeled back to reveal raw red muscle. Most of his left side of his muzzle was charred off, revealing his bone-white teeth and he simply squeezed his eyes shut underneath her, remaining silent.
Andu Kirost: ::Desscription is purely for reference to base look of room. And Andu himself transports in, grubby and grumbling in a bloody butcher's leather apron over jeans and sandals.:: First. Both of you, Seperate and get on a bed.
Darcy has entered the room =
Andu Kirost: ::And the next column of blue light that forms, fills with sparkles, and fades leaves Darcy standing on the transporter pad surrounded by the blank pentacle.::
Darcy: She had just took the phone away from her ear when she was well teleported. She was going to make a Star Trek reference but after seeing Ammy and Crowe she knew this wasn't anytime for it. Frowning as she steps off of the platform and moves to stand by Andu, "Okay who wants my healing power of love first?"
Andu Kirost: ::Andu glares at the injured Crowe and Ammy.:: What the heck have you two been getting into "this" time? :: As he speaks he moves forward to assist Ammy, then Crowe onto one of the beds of the sickbay. As soon as each is on the bed and he steps back, the screens on the wall at the head of each bed come alive with their basic vitals.:: You will have to triage them, Darcy, thanks for responding.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy did her best to comply and peeled away from Crowe hoping to cause him the least amount of pain. She took a moment to get onto a bed. She had been hit with shrapnell from a explosion in the back alley. "I didn't start a thing. Renna attacked me on the porch."
Crowe Thorne: Crowe's one best eye just gazes towards Ammy, his chest only slowly moving up and down at only a slow pace. Very slow in fact. His body was caught by more sharpnel from Ammy, many of his bones still broken after breaking off from Art's healing and his clothing now a tattered, black mess. Just like his skin. The left side of his body had took the brunt of the force thankfully.
Andu Kirost: ::After a closer look as he helps them seperate, and probably has to gently lift Crowe onto one bed.:: Belay that. I think Gaia and I can get started on Ammy. Crowe is "Way" out of the league of first aid.
Darcy: Nodding to Andu, "Okay. I uh...I only can heal with magic and it's not pretty when I do it." She wondered if Drake had told Crowe exactly how her healing works.
Crowe Thorne: Likely not. So Crowe was unlikely to be pleased!
Andu Kirost: Well, that's why there's magical stuff in the cupboards and on the shelves, and a pentacle in the corner. Do what you can, Gaia will keep looking, and run tests to match compatible drugs.
Ammy Spiritor: She did her best not to move much under the scanners. "We took the fight away from the Inn, but... Andu, she blew up. She freaking blew up." Ammy said with wide eyes. "Then she came back with the help of some guy that wore a mask. He was making Fleet very worried to the point of tapping his deity powers. Crowe was going after the man in that state... I couldn't let him kill himself and leave his family."
Andu Kirost: ::Andu himself walks to a cupboard.:: She? Renna? Blew up. Yikes. That isn't good news. The guy was probably the Avatar of Eternity. Sort of met him. Ammy, you did right in a bad situation. I'll see about giving Crowe "another" tongue lashing once we get him healed enough to survive it.
Ammy Spiritor: "I... had a clear shot at wiping out the body... but Fleet stopped me. He... wanted to help the girl. Though she was just a hurt elven girl that Renna possessed." Ammy began to cry. "That's when the girl laughed and exploded."
Crowe Thorne: Andu only recieves a sharp, dagger-like stab from his eyes at the comment on him, a small gargled grumble from his maw in reply.
Darcy: She listened to them all and sighed, "Well I really don't need any herbs or anything like that. It kind of comes from inside of me you know? Uh...I can mend the broken bones. But it's going to hurt. So it would be best if they're unconscious when I do this."
Andu Kirost: Okay. Give Gaia a moment more to find the compatible sedatives, Darcy. Unless either of you two is good enough at meditation to put yourselves out?
Crowe Thorne: There's a mumble that almost sounded like <I>No </I>in answer to Andu's question. Couldn't really move now ya see.
= Gaia de Hut has entered the room =
Ammy Spiritor: "I'm not." she said softly.
Gaia de Hut: ::A small column of light forms beside each table. After the usual sparkles and fading. There is a small Medical cart with hypo-syringes (injectionor with out needles) beside each bed. Each syring is sitting in a labled pocket on top. Sedative, Anti-bacterial, etc.::
Darcy: Nodding to Andu's words as she looked over Ammy and Crowe worringly.
Ammy Spiritor: To note. Ammy was the least critical.
Gaia de Hut: Darcy, I think I found sedatives and anti-biotics that should work on each of them. Considering the source of the shrapnell, I am continue to scan for nano-level infections. I ain't a healer or Doc, but the doses in the syringe are based on the best medical literature I could find, and the vital stats available to me through the diagnostic beds.
Andu Kirost: Didn't think so. Darcy, you worry about Crowe. I think Gaia and I can get at least some of the shards out of Ammy while you do that.
Ammy Spiritor: She did her best not cry anymore and just work on calming her breathing. "I'm getting too old for this."
Crowe Thorne: No that murky, brown eye glared at Darcy, one of the fe good parts that seemingly only appeared on his left side, the right side an utter mess.
Darcy: Nodding as she moved over towards Crowe. Ammy was given a pat in comfort on the way. Stopping by Crowe she looked him over, "Oh man..."
Andu Kirost: Darcy. Just stabalize him. I'll see if I can't get Sean, or some one in here to do the real work of fixing him.
Sean has entered the room =
Crowe Thorne: Yeh, he looked like sh*t in simple terms.
Darcy: "Okay." That to Andu. Awesome she wasn't going to have to actually try and heal him. Because looking at him she knew he couldn't take it, "Count your blessings sir." Giving him a smile, "I'll buy you a drink after this buddy promise." Alright so she would grab the sedative and prepared to send Crowe into a sweet sleep.
Gaia de Hut: ::And next to be Beamed in, isss.. Sean the Vet. A column of blue light, sparkles, fading light, there he stands.::
Andu Kirost: Sean! Thank every power there is. Got a serious one on that table over there for you. Gaia tried to match his biochemistry for the drugs.
Andu Kirost: ::Andu points at Crowe.::
Darcy: She looked at the sedative in her hand then looked to Andu and Sean, "So can I stick him?" The look on her face said she really wanted to.
Crowe Thorne: That eye shot open for a small moment as he felt the surge of the sedative urge onwards through his blood stream, through his vessels and body and...He's now knocked out. Body slumped onto the bed.
Sean: And he was standing on the deck in jeans, denim jack and his full crash bag and min-crash roll cart from the Medical ATV. He looked around a moment. He wanted to say he came in peace but hearing Andu he stayed serious and looked to Crowe on the table. "Dear god man. I'm a doctor, not a bbq cook!" he walked over, bringing his gear.
Andu Kirost: You need anything, just ask. Darcy, that's Sean, Sean, Darcy. The one on bed is Crowe, the female is Ammy.
Andu Kirost: Sean, Darcy has some magical healing, She can explain that. It might come in handy.
Ammy Spiritor: Her breathing was calm until she heards Sean's name and she groaned.
Darcy: She took that as a yes and stuck Crowe with the sedative, "Like taking candy from a sleeping baby..."
Crowe Thorne: That eye shot open for a small moment as he felt the surge of the sedative urge onwards through his blood stream, through his vessels and body and...He's now knocked out. Body slumped onto the bed. More like a sleeping pup!
Andu Kirost: ::And Andu grins wryly at Ammy as she groans at Sean's name. Then chuckles and returns to her side bearing a rather peculiar device. A small (for his hands) box with a dish antenna out one side, and a touch screen on top. Attached to the bottom is a clear container, currently empty.::
Sean: Stopping the crash cart by Crowe, he looked to Darcy then the sedative she gave and the readouts from the med bed. "Okay, Gaia is on the nose with that one. Good work Darcy. Healing magic eh? Good. This is one burnt wolfen." he opened the kits and began taking out advanced surgical gear and a something new to show Andu. A genetic regenerator spraw applicator. He heard the groan and the names Andu gave. "Well, well. Hi Ammy. Funny seeing an ex-wife in med bay. First thing we need to do, clean him off Darcy." he activated the sterilization process built into the med bed.
Darcy: She blinked to hearing her name, "I can pretty much mend the entire body no problem. But if they have foreign objects in their body that will need to be removed otherwise it'll mend with the item inside of them. Kind of like a surgeon leaving instruments in the body when they sow them up." She gave Sean some room to do his thing.
Crowe Thorne: Ex-wife? Damn, he had to be knocked out for this!
Andu Kirost: ::Andu grins and holds up his own device.:: "Shrapnell Remover". Curtesy of the docs complaining to Gaia about the number of bullets, shell fragements, and arrowheads they had to remove after the last time I went "Grape Ape" in battle.
Darcy: "Oh well isn't that nifty. I'll have to buy one." Not that she was planning on getting shot up of course.
Sean: "Understood Darcy. Not my first time dealing with Anthros. I've patched up way, way... to many lycans. Killed too many too." he went quiet on that issue now long put to bed. The med bed would have cleaned up Crowe enough to used the scanners to ping what shrapnel was in his body. Gloved up now, Sean started removing debris with rapid precision with forceps and clamps.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy eyed that shrapnell remover. "Sedate me first please..." she whimpered. "Nice to see you again too, husband." she said to Sean.
Darcy: She watched Sean fascinated. She didn't hear what Ammy said thankfully. But heard the part about being sedated. She couldn't help but chuckle slightly, "It's okay Ammy you'll be bright as rain when this is over."
Andu Kirost: Not available on the market, Darcy. But I can have Gaia replicate one for you, if you would like. ::And Andu is running the device over Ammy. Pausing when it beeps, and studying the screen. And Andu winces at that request.:: Ok. ::Then looks over at Darcy.:: Uh... um.
Crowe Thorne: Crowe's body only jerked and twitched at the annoying, painful feel of each piece of shrapnel being slowly brought out of his body.
Darcy: "Yes that would be lovely Andu. You take payment in brownies, yes?" Quirking a brow. Forest hues going to Crowe as he twitched wincing slightly herself.
Sean: "What did Crowe do? Play catch with a semi, Andu?" he pulled out a few pieced of metal, adjusted the med bed. "Darcy, inject 20 cc of nabutal pandecil please. Then after that, 10 cc's of palathon."
Darcy: Hearing her name she snapped to attention. Nodding as she followed his instructions. She had no medical training whatsoever. But she could read and follow directions and knew how to work a syringe. She could be a pro at this.
Andu Kirost: ::But he also grins down at Ammy.:: Though I don't see the point, the device uses transporter technology to remove the shrapnell with out having to dig it out. Only reason I don't suggest using it on Crowe, is it wouldn't do register his own crisped flesh as needing to be removed. Sean, worse, he and Ammy were playing "tag" with Renna, when she used her body as a grenade.
Crowe Thorne: His muscles relaxed once more and his body soothed under the medication.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy blinked and her golden eyes focused on the device. "You... have to let me take that apart sometime."
Andu Kirost: ::Andu sets down the SR and reaches, carefully reading the labels first, for the sedative for Ammy.:: Better than that, Gaia can give you the full plans, she and Dia designed and built it. Still want this?
Sean: "Figures. She never knows when to stay safe. Body's as grenades. The old vet sighed and worked away more. Almost half of the shrapnell was gone. "Darcy, inject 15 cc of prochenal chem stat C then you can start mendin his bones from the midchest up. I'm almost done removing debris here, then I can start regenerating his muscle and skin."
Ammy Spiritor: "Well... if it does what you say...." she sounded a little scared.
Andu Kirost: Ammy, how about the sedative now, and the next time you get a splinter, you can try it with out?
Sean: "Suck it up Ammy. You've had shot's that hurt worse. Good lord, look at that." he pulled half a slice of pizza from Crowes ribs. Deffinitely a back alley brawl.
Crowe Thorne: Damn it! That could have been his lunch!
Ammy Spiritor: She heard Sean then looked to Andu for a moment. "Sedate me." she said finally.
Andu Kirost: ::The syringe is pressed to Ammy's shoulder, and used as intended.:: Save that, Sean. I am sure I can find a use for it when I talk to Crowe about fighting Dieties.
Darcy: Nodding to Sean she did as he asked. Still looking worringly to Crowe and Ammy. But she couldn't falter now. Her eyes widened to the pizza and she was back to chuckling. Shaking her head as she put on the serious face, "zeus ο παντοδύναμος θεός της αστραπής παρακαλούμε να μας δανείσει τη δύναμή σας και να παρακολουθήσουν πάνω μένα έτσι i δεν τους αποτυγχάνουν..." She says barely audible. Forest hues swirling to bleed black. Her hands hovering but not touching his chest area. Her entire b
Darcy: ody growing very warm almost to the point of being feverish. Her hands glowing bright white. The bones, muscles, tissues, and nerves as if pulled by invisible strings began to piece themselves and mend together.
Andu Kirost: ::When the Sedative takes effect, Andu returns to running the SR over Ammy, stopping at the beeps to check the screen and then tap the screen before moving on. At each tap, the container below the box fills with a blue light and sparkles, and deposits a bit of something in it.::
Sean: A glance to where Darcy was working and he whistled softly. Magic still amazed him every time. Soon he was down to the legs then paws and done with removing shrapnell. He took up the genetic regrowth stimulator and began to spray it over the raw areas of Crowe, instantly regrowing skin and fur.
Ammy Spiritor: The sedative made her sleep and drift into warmth.
Crowe Thorne: His arms twitched to life as he felt the familiar warmth of magic wash over him, mending his broken body, tearing down the old, battered foundations of hisprevious self and arising once more from the ashes of his former body. LIke a phoenix. He could feel him returning, the muscles flexing and even now his right arm began t slowly move up. How could one man take so many sedatives?!
Sean: Every once in a while a squeak is heard from Sean's left leg as the old leather and steel brace held up to the task of supporting his leg. Simple Crowe. Those aren't sedatives. "Next time I think I'll have to charge this wolfen double my fee."
Darcy: She concentrated on making sure everything put itself back together the way it was before. It was like solving a puzzle. It took a bit but things were coming along nicely. She smiled to Sean's words, "I agree. He's going to owe me a drink." Her voice sounded a bit far away and almost hollow. Which is what usually happened when she went all magick mode.
Sean: Smiling he checked things over. Crowe would do well now with rest. He had a call come in and he was neeeded elswhere. Packing up his things he hit the transporter and vanished.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy would rest and heal.
Andu Kirost: ::fortunatly, the RS makes quick work of the "relatively" few pieces of shrapnell Ammy's body can hold so the task is soon finished and she is ready for the next step, and rest and recovery.::
Crowe Thorne: Never good with the medical mumboo jumbo. Still, he may be needing that stuff again when his mate discovers of this, especially after the new arrival of the litter. But it was to save someone. But for him or for the goodness of his heart?
Andu Kirost: Darcy. I got the Shrapnell out of Ammy, if you can finish with the rest that she "needs", we can call it a day, let them rest and recover, and go for drinks. Which I'll take out of Crowe's hide when I talk to him later.
or=olive]Darcy: "Sounds like a deal." After ensuring Crowe was mended she moved over to finish patching up Ammy.
Crowe Thorne: He looked better than before thankfully, a lot lacking in clothing though...
Andu Kirost: Gaia. Do me a favor? Place both these "idiots" on Lock down, till some one responsible comes to claim them, ok?
Darcy: Nudity didn't bother her one bit. No matter the species. After she was done with Ammy she withdrew. Blinking her eyes back their regular forest hue and she was back to her smiling self. Though she did look a bit weary around the edges, "I think I could use a cup of coffee."
Gaia de Hut: I can try, Andu. But if Ammy recover's enough, she may be able to at least make a fight of it.
Andu Kirost: Public or private, Darcy? I got my pot of Gourmet stuff at the Inn, but I also have another in my own quarters uptop.
Darcy: A hand covered her mouth stifling a yawn, "Actually I may take a rain check on that. This has made me more tired than I thought. I should be able to get home with no problem."
Andu Kirost: Okay. Gaia can direct you out, or take you right to where you want to go the same way she got you here.
Darcy: "Shimmerscale lair if it's not to much trouble? There's some hatchlings I want to nap with." Giving him a smile.
Gaia de Hut: That is an easy one, Darcy. I have many of the locations there mapped out. ::Darcy is beamed out to her chosen location.::
Andu Kirost: ::Two out cold, one off on another emergency, and one off to home. Andu sighs, shakes his head, and walks out to go get some supper, and finish his butchering.::
Crowe Thorne
Ammy Spiritor
Andu Kirost
Sean
Gaia de Hut
Darcy
= Andu Kirost has entered the room =
= Ammy Spiritor has entered the room =
= Crowe Thorne has entered the room =
Andu Kirost: ::SETTING: Ammy and Crowe find themselves in a room that would be easily identified by any fan of Star Trek, except for the blank pentacle around one transporter pad, and other mystic paraphenalia on the walls and shelves about the room.::
Ammy Spiritor: She appeared curled around Crowe and gasped in pain. That tackled just made her bleed more. "You stupid, stubborn lout!" she yelled at him.
Crowe Thorne: Crowe has no idea what a Star Trek is but woould likel suggest it is a walk in the stars...(Mun knows some stuff) And is teleported onto the ground with Ammy on top, his body riddled in agony, a blackened, ragged mess of his former self, flesh peeled back to reveal raw red muscle. Most of his left side of his muzzle was charred off, revealing his bone-white teeth and he simply squeezed his eyes shut underneath her, remaining silent.
Andu Kirost: ::Desscription is purely for reference to base look of room. And Andu himself transports in, grubby and grumbling in a bloody butcher's leather apron over jeans and sandals.:: First. Both of you, Seperate and get on a bed.
Darcy has entered the room =
Andu Kirost: ::And the next column of blue light that forms, fills with sparkles, and fades leaves Darcy standing on the transporter pad surrounded by the blank pentacle.::
Darcy: She had just took the phone away from her ear when she was well teleported. She was going to make a Star Trek reference but after seeing Ammy and Crowe she knew this wasn't anytime for it. Frowning as she steps off of the platform and moves to stand by Andu, "Okay who wants my healing power of love first?"
Andu Kirost: ::Andu glares at the injured Crowe and Ammy.:: What the heck have you two been getting into "this" time? :: As he speaks he moves forward to assist Ammy, then Crowe onto one of the beds of the sickbay. As soon as each is on the bed and he steps back, the screens on the wall at the head of each bed come alive with their basic vitals.:: You will have to triage them, Darcy, thanks for responding.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy did her best to comply and peeled away from Crowe hoping to cause him the least amount of pain. She took a moment to get onto a bed. She had been hit with shrapnell from a explosion in the back alley. "I didn't start a thing. Renna attacked me on the porch."
Crowe Thorne: Crowe's one best eye just gazes towards Ammy, his chest only slowly moving up and down at only a slow pace. Very slow in fact. His body was caught by more sharpnel from Ammy, many of his bones still broken after breaking off from Art's healing and his clothing now a tattered, black mess. Just like his skin. The left side of his body had took the brunt of the force thankfully.
Andu Kirost: ::After a closer look as he helps them seperate, and probably has to gently lift Crowe onto one bed.:: Belay that. I think Gaia and I can get started on Ammy. Crowe is "Way" out of the league of first aid.
Darcy: Nodding to Andu, "Okay. I uh...I only can heal with magic and it's not pretty when I do it." She wondered if Drake had told Crowe exactly how her healing works.
Crowe Thorne: Likely not. So Crowe was unlikely to be pleased!
Andu Kirost: Well, that's why there's magical stuff in the cupboards and on the shelves, and a pentacle in the corner. Do what you can, Gaia will keep looking, and run tests to match compatible drugs.
Ammy Spiritor: She did her best not to move much under the scanners. "We took the fight away from the Inn, but... Andu, she blew up. She freaking blew up." Ammy said with wide eyes. "Then she came back with the help of some guy that wore a mask. He was making Fleet very worried to the point of tapping his deity powers. Crowe was going after the man in that state... I couldn't let him kill himself and leave his family."
Andu Kirost: ::Andu himself walks to a cupboard.:: She? Renna? Blew up. Yikes. That isn't good news. The guy was probably the Avatar of Eternity. Sort of met him. Ammy, you did right in a bad situation. I'll see about giving Crowe "another" tongue lashing once we get him healed enough to survive it.
Ammy Spiritor: "I... had a clear shot at wiping out the body... but Fleet stopped me. He... wanted to help the girl. Though she was just a hurt elven girl that Renna possessed." Ammy began to cry. "That's when the girl laughed and exploded."
Crowe Thorne: Andu only recieves a sharp, dagger-like stab from his eyes at the comment on him, a small gargled grumble from his maw in reply.
Darcy: She listened to them all and sighed, "Well I really don't need any herbs or anything like that. It kind of comes from inside of me you know? Uh...I can mend the broken bones. But it's going to hurt. So it would be best if they're unconscious when I do this."
Andu Kirost: Okay. Give Gaia a moment more to find the compatible sedatives, Darcy. Unless either of you two is good enough at meditation to put yourselves out?
Crowe Thorne: There's a mumble that almost sounded like <I>No </I>in answer to Andu's question. Couldn't really move now ya see.
= Gaia de Hut has entered the room =
Ammy Spiritor: "I'm not." she said softly.
Gaia de Hut: ::A small column of light forms beside each table. After the usual sparkles and fading. There is a small Medical cart with hypo-syringes (injectionor with out needles) beside each bed. Each syring is sitting in a labled pocket on top. Sedative, Anti-bacterial, etc.::
Darcy: Nodding to Andu's words as she looked over Ammy and Crowe worringly.
Ammy Spiritor: To note. Ammy was the least critical.
Gaia de Hut: Darcy, I think I found sedatives and anti-biotics that should work on each of them. Considering the source of the shrapnell, I am continue to scan for nano-level infections. I ain't a healer or Doc, but the doses in the syringe are based on the best medical literature I could find, and the vital stats available to me through the diagnostic beds.
Andu Kirost: Didn't think so. Darcy, you worry about Crowe. I think Gaia and I can get at least some of the shards out of Ammy while you do that.
Ammy Spiritor: She did her best not cry anymore and just work on calming her breathing. "I'm getting too old for this."
Crowe Thorne: No that murky, brown eye glared at Darcy, one of the fe good parts that seemingly only appeared on his left side, the right side an utter mess.
Darcy: Nodding as she moved over towards Crowe. Ammy was given a pat in comfort on the way. Stopping by Crowe she looked him over, "Oh man..."
Andu Kirost: Darcy. Just stabalize him. I'll see if I can't get Sean, or some one in here to do the real work of fixing him.
Sean has entered the room =
Crowe Thorne: Yeh, he looked like sh*t in simple terms.
Darcy: "Okay." That to Andu. Awesome she wasn't going to have to actually try and heal him. Because looking at him she knew he couldn't take it, "Count your blessings sir." Giving him a smile, "I'll buy you a drink after this buddy promise." Alright so she would grab the sedative and prepared to send Crowe into a sweet sleep.
Gaia de Hut: ::And next to be Beamed in, isss.. Sean the Vet. A column of blue light, sparkles, fading light, there he stands.::
Andu Kirost: Sean! Thank every power there is. Got a serious one on that table over there for you. Gaia tried to match his biochemistry for the drugs.
Andu Kirost: ::Andu points at Crowe.::
Darcy: She looked at the sedative in her hand then looked to Andu and Sean, "So can I stick him?" The look on her face said she really wanted to.
Crowe Thorne: That eye shot open for a small moment as he felt the surge of the sedative urge onwards through his blood stream, through his vessels and body and...He's now knocked out. Body slumped onto the bed.
Sean: And he was standing on the deck in jeans, denim jack and his full crash bag and min-crash roll cart from the Medical ATV. He looked around a moment. He wanted to say he came in peace but hearing Andu he stayed serious and looked to Crowe on the table. "Dear god man. I'm a doctor, not a bbq cook!" he walked over, bringing his gear.
Andu Kirost: You need anything, just ask. Darcy, that's Sean, Sean, Darcy. The one on bed is Crowe, the female is Ammy.
Andu Kirost: Sean, Darcy has some magical healing, She can explain that. It might come in handy.
Ammy Spiritor: Her breathing was calm until she heards Sean's name and she groaned.
Darcy: She took that as a yes and stuck Crowe with the sedative, "Like taking candy from a sleeping baby..."
Crowe Thorne: That eye shot open for a small moment as he felt the surge of the sedative urge onwards through his blood stream, through his vessels and body and...He's now knocked out. Body slumped onto the bed. More like a sleeping pup!
Andu Kirost: ::And Andu grins wryly at Ammy as she groans at Sean's name. Then chuckles and returns to her side bearing a rather peculiar device. A small (for his hands) box with a dish antenna out one side, and a touch screen on top. Attached to the bottom is a clear container, currently empty.::
Sean: Stopping the crash cart by Crowe, he looked to Darcy then the sedative she gave and the readouts from the med bed. "Okay, Gaia is on the nose with that one. Good work Darcy. Healing magic eh? Good. This is one burnt wolfen." he opened the kits and began taking out advanced surgical gear and a something new to show Andu. A genetic regenerator spraw applicator. He heard the groan and the names Andu gave. "Well, well. Hi Ammy. Funny seeing an ex-wife in med bay. First thing we need to do, clean him off Darcy." he activated the sterilization process built into the med bed.
Darcy: She blinked to hearing her name, "I can pretty much mend the entire body no problem. But if they have foreign objects in their body that will need to be removed otherwise it'll mend with the item inside of them. Kind of like a surgeon leaving instruments in the body when they sow them up." She gave Sean some room to do his thing.
Crowe Thorne: Ex-wife? Damn, he had to be knocked out for this!
Andu Kirost: ::Andu grins and holds up his own device.:: "Shrapnell Remover". Curtesy of the docs complaining to Gaia about the number of bullets, shell fragements, and arrowheads they had to remove after the last time I went "Grape Ape" in battle.
Darcy: "Oh well isn't that nifty. I'll have to buy one." Not that she was planning on getting shot up of course.
Sean: "Understood Darcy. Not my first time dealing with Anthros. I've patched up way, way... to many lycans. Killed too many too." he went quiet on that issue now long put to bed. The med bed would have cleaned up Crowe enough to used the scanners to ping what shrapnel was in his body. Gloved up now, Sean started removing debris with rapid precision with forceps and clamps.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy eyed that shrapnell remover. "Sedate me first please..." she whimpered. "Nice to see you again too, husband." she said to Sean.
Darcy: She watched Sean fascinated. She didn't hear what Ammy said thankfully. But heard the part about being sedated. She couldn't help but chuckle slightly, "It's okay Ammy you'll be bright as rain when this is over."
Andu Kirost: Not available on the market, Darcy. But I can have Gaia replicate one for you, if you would like. ::And Andu is running the device over Ammy. Pausing when it beeps, and studying the screen. And Andu winces at that request.:: Ok. ::Then looks over at Darcy.:: Uh... um.
Crowe Thorne: Crowe's body only jerked and twitched at the annoying, painful feel of each piece of shrapnel being slowly brought out of his body.
Darcy: "Yes that would be lovely Andu. You take payment in brownies, yes?" Quirking a brow. Forest hues going to Crowe as he twitched wincing slightly herself.
Sean: "What did Crowe do? Play catch with a semi, Andu?" he pulled out a few pieced of metal, adjusted the med bed. "Darcy, inject 20 cc of nabutal pandecil please. Then after that, 10 cc's of palathon."
Darcy: Hearing her name she snapped to attention. Nodding as she followed his instructions. She had no medical training whatsoever. But she could read and follow directions and knew how to work a syringe. She could be a pro at this.
Andu Kirost: ::But he also grins down at Ammy.:: Though I don't see the point, the device uses transporter technology to remove the shrapnell with out having to dig it out. Only reason I don't suggest using it on Crowe, is it wouldn't do register his own crisped flesh as needing to be removed. Sean, worse, he and Ammy were playing "tag" with Renna, when she used her body as a grenade.
Crowe Thorne: His muscles relaxed once more and his body soothed under the medication.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy blinked and her golden eyes focused on the device. "You... have to let me take that apart sometime."
Andu Kirost: ::Andu sets down the SR and reaches, carefully reading the labels first, for the sedative for Ammy.:: Better than that, Gaia can give you the full plans, she and Dia designed and built it. Still want this?
Sean: "Figures. She never knows when to stay safe. Body's as grenades. The old vet sighed and worked away more. Almost half of the shrapnell was gone. "Darcy, inject 15 cc of prochenal chem stat C then you can start mendin his bones from the midchest up. I'm almost done removing debris here, then I can start regenerating his muscle and skin."
Ammy Spiritor: "Well... if it does what you say...." she sounded a little scared.
Andu Kirost: Ammy, how about the sedative now, and the next time you get a splinter, you can try it with out?
Sean: "Suck it up Ammy. You've had shot's that hurt worse. Good lord, look at that." he pulled half a slice of pizza from Crowes ribs. Deffinitely a back alley brawl.
Crowe Thorne: Damn it! That could have been his lunch!
Ammy Spiritor: She heard Sean then looked to Andu for a moment. "Sedate me." she said finally.
Andu Kirost: ::The syringe is pressed to Ammy's shoulder, and used as intended.:: Save that, Sean. I am sure I can find a use for it when I talk to Crowe about fighting Dieties.
Darcy: Nodding to Sean she did as he asked. Still looking worringly to Crowe and Ammy. But she couldn't falter now. Her eyes widened to the pizza and she was back to chuckling. Shaking her head as she put on the serious face, "zeus ο παντοδύναμος θεός της αστραπής παρακαλούμε να μας δανείσει τη δύναμή σας και να παρακολουθήσουν πάνω μένα έτσι i δεν τους αποτυγχάνουν..." She says barely audible. Forest hues swirling to bleed black. Her hands hovering but not touching his chest area. Her entire b
Darcy: ody growing very warm almost to the point of being feverish. Her hands glowing bright white. The bones, muscles, tissues, and nerves as if pulled by invisible strings began to piece themselves and mend together.
Andu Kirost: ::When the Sedative takes effect, Andu returns to running the SR over Ammy, stopping at the beeps to check the screen and then tap the screen before moving on. At each tap, the container below the box fills with a blue light and sparkles, and deposits a bit of something in it.::
Sean: A glance to where Darcy was working and he whistled softly. Magic still amazed him every time. Soon he was down to the legs then paws and done with removing shrapnell. He took up the genetic regrowth stimulator and began to spray it over the raw areas of Crowe, instantly regrowing skin and fur.
Ammy Spiritor: The sedative made her sleep and drift into warmth.
Crowe Thorne: His arms twitched to life as he felt the familiar warmth of magic wash over him, mending his broken body, tearing down the old, battered foundations of hisprevious self and arising once more from the ashes of his former body. LIke a phoenix. He could feel him returning, the muscles flexing and even now his right arm began t slowly move up. How could one man take so many sedatives?!
Sean: Every once in a while a squeak is heard from Sean's left leg as the old leather and steel brace held up to the task of supporting his leg. Simple Crowe. Those aren't sedatives. "Next time I think I'll have to charge this wolfen double my fee."
Darcy: She concentrated on making sure everything put itself back together the way it was before. It was like solving a puzzle. It took a bit but things were coming along nicely. She smiled to Sean's words, "I agree. He's going to owe me a drink." Her voice sounded a bit far away and almost hollow. Which is what usually happened when she went all magick mode.
Sean: Smiling he checked things over. Crowe would do well now with rest. He had a call come in and he was neeeded elswhere. Packing up his things he hit the transporter and vanished.
Ammy Spiritor: Ammy would rest and heal.
Andu Kirost: ::fortunatly, the RS makes quick work of the "relatively" few pieces of shrapnell Ammy's body can hold so the task is soon finished and she is ready for the next step, and rest and recovery.::
Crowe Thorne: Never good with the medical mumboo jumbo. Still, he may be needing that stuff again when his mate discovers of this, especially after the new arrival of the litter. But it was to save someone. But for him or for the goodness of his heart?
Andu Kirost: Darcy. I got the Shrapnell out of Ammy, if you can finish with the rest that she "needs", we can call it a day, let them rest and recover, and go for drinks. Which I'll take out of Crowe's hide when I talk to him later.
or=olive]Darcy: "Sounds like a deal." After ensuring Crowe was mended she moved over to finish patching up Ammy.
Crowe Thorne: He looked better than before thankfully, a lot lacking in clothing though...
Andu Kirost: Gaia. Do me a favor? Place both these "idiots" on Lock down, till some one responsible comes to claim them, ok?
Darcy: Nudity didn't bother her one bit. No matter the species. After she was done with Ammy she withdrew. Blinking her eyes back their regular forest hue and she was back to her smiling self. Though she did look a bit weary around the edges, "I think I could use a cup of coffee."
Gaia de Hut: I can try, Andu. But if Ammy recover's enough, she may be able to at least make a fight of it.
Andu Kirost: Public or private, Darcy? I got my pot of Gourmet stuff at the Inn, but I also have another in my own quarters uptop.
Darcy: A hand covered her mouth stifling a yawn, "Actually I may take a rain check on that. This has made me more tired than I thought. I should be able to get home with no problem."
Andu Kirost: Okay. Gaia can direct you out, or take you right to where you want to go the same way she got you here.
Darcy: "Shimmerscale lair if it's not to much trouble? There's some hatchlings I want to nap with." Giving him a smile.
Gaia de Hut: That is an easy one, Darcy. I have many of the locations there mapped out. ::Darcy is beamed out to her chosen location.::
Andu Kirost: ::Two out cold, one off on another emergency, and one off to home. Andu sighs, shakes his head, and walks out to go get some supper, and finish his butchering.::