fandomhigh | First Aid - Danger Shop, Friday, Period 5 [Week 1]

Whether the class showed up all at the same time or trickled in one by one, it didn't matter. Once they walked through the Danger Shop doors, the mood changed drastically.

The room looked exactly like the Fandom High gym, only it was littered with cots full of injured people, people attending to them and curtained off areas for surgery. More and more people were being brought in and loaded onto cots. Every so often outside there was a thunderous boom and crash as if there were explosions going off outside. The building would rock from the vibrations and the lights would dim.

Hawkeye, dressed in scrubs, stalked towards them through the chaos.

"Welcome to First Aid. We'll skip the introductions because people are dying. You're lucky - these people aren't real and you won't recognize any faces. But tomorrow they could be, and for all you know, the person you're treating could be your roommate next week or sit next to you in Chemistry class next semester. Pick a patient, find out what's wrong with them, and give them a number: 0 for beyond help and I'd better not find any of you giving anyone a 0 today, 1 for those who need immediate attention, 2 for those who need medical attention as soon as there's an opening that's not an emergency, 3 for minor injuries that can wait. Tell your orderly the number.

Then you move on to the next patient. Then the next one and the next one. The building is going to shake, you won't know what's going on outside, you won't know what's happening to your friends and loved ones. Your job right now is to work out who needs the most help using only what you know." Hawkeye looked around at them, then waved them away. "Go."

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Get your bearings, figure out what's going on, listen to your instructions.

This was bad. This was really bad. Hiccup really didn't like this.

It wasn't that he'd never experienced anything like this -- regular dragon attacks, with flame and death and destruction and fighting, had been a part of his whole life until recently -- but that was at home. That had been over. He hadn't expected anything like this, not here.

He listened, intently, seriously, held his ground, eyes wide and fixed on Hawkeye, but what he really wanted was his dragon.

If anything, Cara looked ever-so-slightly eager, this was familiar ground for her even if she was usually on the inflicting end of the injuries.

Yeeeah. This was going to suck.

Kate hadn't really realized how many bad memories a situation like this could dredge up. Especially when she knew it was a simulation and her panicking wouldn't actually harm anyone; that meant she had to fight it that much harder.

She knew she could keep it together, and she knew she was going to do her best, but still. This was so going to suck.

Well, this was an interesting way to start a class. It even shook Alex a moment, how real everything seemed and how this could actually happen on an island like this.

He wished for a cigarette but settled for rubbing his eyes and telling himself he could do this. Sometimes being stubborn was beneficial.

The boom of explosions faded out for Griff as he flashed to Sam and Consuelo and their work...he could've been standing in the desert watching them work on that boy who'd been beaten to within an inch of his life, attaching tubes and cleaning the days old wounds while...

The teacher's words brought him back fast enough, but there was no way this was going to be a course the kid could simply ignore or mope through. Luckily there was no time to waste figuring out if he wanted to deck anyone for that.

Tara felt some bile rising in her throat, and clamped her hand over her mouth.

But she didn't throw up. As she paid attention, she felt her heartrate slow. She could do this. She could be okay.

There was one beat where Denise looked a little disoriented and confused as the world shifted around her.

It didn't last long.

Because if there was anything Denise was good at, it was not losing her head when things got freaky. And her expression shifted, falling somewhere between bored and clinically excited. As she listened, she radiated nothing but together.

This was going to rock.

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Leda was not proud of the fact that her first reaction upon entering the room was to shut down for just a second. To anyone else it probably looked like she just froze in shock horror. Then her face became an unreadable mask.

Emma took a moment to wonder if this is what the clinic had looked like while she'd been in her coma last year, and to wish her powers worked on Danger Shop constructions before bringing her mental walls up completely to keep out the reactions of her classmates, creating her own little bubble in her mind cut off from everything else.

Ellie definitely needed to get her bearings. Though she did have some first aid training already, she had never been in situation like this, real or not. So yeah, she needed a moment.

Then she reminded herself that she wanted to be a doctor someday, and she might have to deal with something like this. She could do this. She kept telling herself that, at least.

Joolushko surveyed the room, uncharacteristically silent. A scream from her certainly wouldn't add anything useful to the scene, so quiet seemed the better option. Not that she didn't want to scream. After all this was all rather horrific. But she really could be quiet when the situation required it. She just didn't often feel it was required.

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