http://drywitmartini.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drywitmartini.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-05-21 08:37 pm
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First Aid - Danger Shop, Friday, Period 5 [Week 2]

The Danger Shop was not a disaster zone this week. In fact, it looked a lot like Serenity Cove's beach, littered with people swimming and sunbathing and picnicking.

"Ladies, gentlemen," Hawkeye greeted, arms spread wide. "And anyone who doesn't fit into the first two categories. I'd mention you all specifically, but we have work to do. And by work, I mean that your dates await you."


In a line propped up against a log were CPR dummies, each one with unique features. The dummies themselves were identical, but they each wore a different shirt (or dress in some cases), they had ill-fitting wigs, facial hair, beauty spots and other completely moddable defining features.

Bob, Hank, Arthur, Rick, Harry, Eugene, Ralph, Fred, Herb, Melvin, Herman, Clyde, Geraldine, Margaret (Hawkeye had a soft spot for that one), Myrtle, Wilma, Maxine, Vera, Stella and Peggy were there for you to choose from.

"Before you kids get off on the right foot with your blind dates, we're going to have a little demonstration." Hawkeye showed the class, using Margaret, how to perform CPR, including assessing the the casualty, clearing the airway, creating circulation and performing mouth-to-mouth.

"Now go and enjoy your dates." He checked his watch. "Ten minutes in your date is going to have a little problem and you're going to have to perform CPR. No reason you can't have a little fun beforehand, but stay away from the guy selling bananas on a stick. I didn't program him in and the bananas, while delicious and not real, stick with you."
icecoldfrost: (top of her game//don't know my name)

Re: Enjoy Your Date

[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-05-21 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Geraldine wasn't exactly Emma's type, being inanimate and all, but whatever.

"So, darling, tell me about yourself," she drawled, and then promptly pulled out her sunglasses to lounge on the beach.

When Geraldine finally fell over, Emma sighed, sat up, put her glasses aside, and started by trying to wake her 'date,' briskly rubbing her knuckles against the Geraldine's sternum. Yeah, dummy, not waking up, so Emma started in on the rest of it. It was a thrilling start to her Friday.
Edited 2010-05-21 19:46 (UTC)