http://doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2014-07-10 06:25 am
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Doctoring 101, Thursday, Per. 01

Their teacher had met them at beach today, waiting for them to disembark the ferry. "Let's go!" she said, slightly muffled under her heavy cloak and plague doctor gear. "No classroom today, kids! We're going on an adventure! Rule number one of being a doctor: always be ready for adventure!"

You might have thought that the first rule of a doctor was something else, perhaps along the lines of 'do no harm,' but you would be wrong. And that was why Navaan was teaching this course and you weren't.

"So, apparently there're these portal thingies that can take us to lots of places," Navaan chatted as they walked. "Some kind of magic or other. Which is great, because we need to go somewhere else than this island. I totally tried to stock the pond in the park, but all the stupid birds ate my precious babies, so we're off to somewhere we can get them instead!" She paused and looked at her assembled class. "Hmm. Maybe I should have told you to wear ratty clothes. And waders. Maybe some waterproof boots." And then she shrugged, merrily putting it out of her mind. "Oh well. Too late now. Hope no one's wearing anything nice, because here's our portal!"

Their portal delivered them right in the middle of a swamp. The lucky students exited onto the strip of dry land. Any unlucky ones (and Navaan herself) landed directly in the bog, sinking to roughly knee-height in the dark water. It was night there, the sky dark and cloudy, with a lot of dead trees reaching up towards it. The air was hot and thick and mosquitos buzzed loudly. In the distance was a stone building, where the words 'I AM A DOCTOR' were painted on the front. You smart ones might be able to guess whose house that was, though whether she was the owner in the strictest sense of the word was up for question.

"Okay!" Navaan said, peeling off her cloak and facemask. Underneath, she was wearing thick, water-proof pants and rubber boots, and seemed to be completely unfazed by where she was standing. The est of you could start making your way towards land now--though be careful not to knock over any of the fishing poles that were set up. "So, the smarter kids in the class already remember this, but not all of you struck me as that when we talked last week, so I'm gonna say it again. The most important tool in your doctor bag--and you'd all better have your doctor bags, you're studying to be doctors, you need to be responsible--is leeches. Are leeches. Is is 'is' cause 'tool' is singular? Heh, tool. Or is it plural, cause leeches are? Never mind. I'll visit a wordsmith later to find out. Anyway, leeches are super-useful and important, and no doctor should ever be without them!"

Navaan pulled her jar of leeches out of her bag and showed them off to her students, smiling proudly. There were five or six leeches in there and the jar was half-full of pinkish-gray water. On the bottom there were chunks of--something--that the students would probably prefer not to think about too closely. Too bad. This was your lesson today, kids. "Lotsa cool things you can do with leeches," she explained, opening the jar and taking one out. It was about six inches long and glistened wetly on her gloves as it started to slowly move about. "These suckers are great for medicine. They secrete anti-coagulants, which means that wherever you stick 'em'll keep bleeding. The blood keeps pumping which'll help keep fingers and stuff from falling off after you reattach 'em. Their drool is filled with all kinds of useful stuff, including an anesthetic and anti-inflammatory enzymes. They're awesome that way. Also, cause they fill up with blood in about twenty minutes, they make great snacks."

Ha ha. That was a...joke? Maybe?

"So today, you're gonna get to know your new best friend, the leech. We're gonna start with how to catch them, then how to take care of them, and then how to use them. You ready?"

Probably not. That wasn't going to stop her.

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[identity profile] not-called-icky.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
As this was Ichabod's first time travelling by portal, he was a little shaken by the experience. Things didn't improve by finding himself knee-high in a swamp, his boots filling with water.

He glared at Navaan.

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[identity profile] iceolatedqueen.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't that Elsa couldn't get a new dress. She was Arendelle's crown princess, after all. But she really would have appreciated the opportunity to rescue the old one. She was looking particularly disgruntled today as she slogged out of the swamp, especially as she hiked the bottom of her skirt up to pluck a leech off of her thigh.

Sweet merciful mother of--

It was fortunate that the gloves Barry had outfitted her with were still working. People would have had a fun time extracting themselves from a frozen swamp, otherwise.

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[identity profile] notacokeperson.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh my god," Karina could be heard muttering to herself as she climbed up out of the swamp. Which was, really, easier said than done in high heels and a skirt.

And then having to pick leeches off herself? And dump water out of her shoes?

The only tiny, very tiny, consolation was that her skirt hadn't gotten wet.

But Karina was going to glare at Navaan anyway. A lot.
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[personal profile] tigerundercover 2014-07-10 01:01 pm (UTC)(link)
So on the one hand, Raven didn't really have to worry about the swamp ruining her clothes, since she wasn't actually technically wearing any. On the other, this meant she didn't actually have any protective covering on.

In case anyone was wondering why there were a couple leeches happily sucking away on what looked like a perfectly ordinary drenched and muddy yellow cotton circle skirt.

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[identity profile] pasunereveuse.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Normally, Celia would have just conjured herself up some waders and maybe some nice dry trousers and would have been done with it.

But, then, normally she didn't find herself abruptly waist-deep in swamp water.

It was sort of a moot point, by then, wasn't it? She crossed her arms around herself as she pulled herself out of the swamp, a few loose curls now attractively stuck to her face and neck with mud.

Wonderful. Just...wonderful. She'd clean it all later, but that was later. She was still going to be stuck this way most of class today.
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Joker landed on what at first glance appeared to be dry ground. By the time he'd thanked his lucky stars and tried to take a step, though, he'd already sunk an inch or two. Well, his feet had. His crutches plunged straight through the deceptively dry grasses and ended up a foot deep in the mud. Not only was he not moving without some help, he was hunched way over and looked pretty silly.

Swamps sucked.

"Hey, anyone see a green muppet running around?" he quipped. "I could use a hand."

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Re: Activity 2--Caring for Leeches

[identity profile] iceolatedqueen.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Elsa was going to forego the actual leech show-and-tell, since she figured she'd already gotten as up close and personal to one as she cared to for, oh, the rest of her life.

She did take the handout, though, and resolutely set to reading that. If the handout bit her, she might even be tempted to see how much work it would take for an ice princess to master setting everything on fire with her brain.

Re: Activity 2--Caring for Leeches

[identity profile] pasunereveuse.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
When it was Celia's turn to hold the leech, she did resort to the use of her magic, and just floated it past her to the next person.

Because this was disgusting enough already, thank you, and she wasn't going to risk being bitten by what amounted to a slug, thank you.
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[personal profile] not_every_mage 2014-07-10 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders handled Waldorf as gently as he could, with the tips of his fingers. He wasn't disgusted, but leech-keeping was not a hobby he planned to take up. He was distinctly grateful his magic would usually keep him from needing leeches as a healer as he passed the creature along.
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[personal profile] voiceoverdue 2014-07-11 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm. Cecil eyed Waldorf and petted him a bit, but he'd had cuter pets. Then he shrugged and passed it to the next person.
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[personal profile] voiceoverdue 2014-07-11 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Oo, Cecil had two! He grinned and put them in the jar as gently as he could. "I'm not sure if I'll keep them. I already have a pet, and Foucault might get jealous. But they are kinda cute."
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[personal profile] not_every_mage 2014-07-10 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders was focused on not letting anything crawl into his boots. Not just leeches: This looked like the kind of swamp where there'd be snakes and spiders, too.

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[identity profile] not-called-icky.livejournal.com 2014-07-10 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
Ichabod, half-soaked in swamp water (he would have to find some new clothes somewhere) approached the teacher after class.

"'Professor' Navaan, can I have a word?"
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