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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Cassidy was shocked about the set up of the patients... and she didn't quite understand how someone could create illusions or shadows that seemed so real. She knew that her soothing spells probably wouldn't do anything, but it was in her nature to try as she approached the first patient closest to her.

"Hi, sweetheart," she said gently. "You're going to be all right, but I need you to tell me where it hurts the most."

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"My back," the girl, probably around 14, explained from where she was laying on her side. "Something exploded, the spray caught me in the back." Her back was peppered with wounds.

Cassidy nodded. "We'll get someone to you and they'll get you taken care of." Her voice was soothing. She pulled the blanket to the front of the girl so she wouldn't touch her back and put a warming spell on it and what was left of her clothes. She looked at the orderly and bit her lip. The girl was wounded badly, but she wasn't sure if that warranted immediate or as soon as possible. She knew what she would do... but it wasn't her rules that she was supposed to go by.

"2," she said quietly to her orderly, but not looking happy about it.

The orderly nodded and made a note, then gestured to the next cot. There was a man this time with a badly bleeding arm.

Cassidy leaned over to look and once again started weaving a soothing spell. She'd feel foolish later when someone explained that these were illusions made with technology, but for now, she was going to continue doing what a good Queen did.

"What happened, sir," she asked the man gently.

She was pretty positive that this constituted a one if he was bleeding this badly.

The soothing spell didn't seem to work, because the man was decidedly unhappy. "My arm's bleeding, what does it look like?" He sounded a little scared too. A good portion of the flesh was gone on his upper arm, packed in with gauze. He was losing a lot of blood.

Cassidy nodded. "They're going to get you taken care of quickly."

She looked at her orderly. "1."

The orderly waved over someone to move the guy in a hurry.

"Miss?" the girl in the next cot over asked. "Excuse me Miss? My father will not be pleased to know I was kept waiting."

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