Medical Post: The Gym

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan, Zhaan, and others have numerous cots set up with dividers, and a table with their instruments in one corner of the gym. They are treated the injured and preparing for more casualties. After some quick and hasty introductions, they got ready for any incoming patients and hoped there wouldn't be any.


ETA: Post is closed to new play as of 11:22 EST. If you're injured, come into the clinic tomorrow-- the doctors are as fried as their players.

Comments

Re: First Aid

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

Cordelia smiles and says something really insulting and harsh and typically human which I have no idea what that would be because I'm braindead.

Re: First Aid

[notavegetarian.livejournal.com]

Filing the insult away for later, Zhaan smiles as she finishes inspecting the wounds and bandaging them, noting that Cordelia felt a little warmer. Then she gets another blanket wrapped around the girl's legs, and notes, "You won't need stitches, my dear, but I'd like you to take it easy. Keep off your feet as much as possible." She took one of Cordelia's hands, and adjusted her own inner temperature as she had for Dallas.

Re: First Aid

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's a good trick," Cordy said, feeling warmer and more alert now. "Thanks for all your help. I promise to take it easy."

Re: First Aid

[notavegetarian.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." Glancing at the influx, Zhaan stood. "I'm afraid I'll have to leave you for a time." She set the mug of cocoa within easy reach, "I'd suggest waiting until one of the doctors releases you." Without awaiting an answer, Zhaan slipped off to meet the newcommers.

Re: First Aid

[upforachase.livejournal.com]

"Thanks again," she said gratefully and took the cocoa.