fandomhigh | Humanoid Health and First Aid, Wednesday, Period 1

Cristina looked exhausted, and probably hung over.

She was reasonably certain no one was going to blame her today.

"So fractures." She nudged a stack of handouts with her foot, hoping one of the students — Nerdy Spice, maybe — would take initiative and pass them out for her. "Orthopedics. Not really my thing. It's more . . . carpentry than anything else. Still, people end up with broken bones, so you're going to want to know how to keep 'em from bleeding out or dying of shock while you get them to the hospital." She nudged the stack with her foot again. "So yeah. Read these, study up or whatever, and learn something." She leaned back in her chair, draping her arm over her eyes, then looked up at the students again. "Right, and, uh." She sat up enough to hit a couple buttons on the Danger Shop's controls. A young woman fell from the ceiling, screaming about trees, and landed poorly on the floor in the middle of the simulated classroom.

"She just fell out of a sequoia being bulldozed by Big Lumber, and broke all her limbs. That should be plenty broken bones to go around."

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Like you haven't slept in awhile. Or have maybe been sleeping in a tree.

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Astrid Magnussen

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Or at least pick up a hand out.

Astrid got her handout and started skimming through it with a dubious, sinking feeling in her stomach. It didn't take a genius to be able to figure out what sort of thing this kind of information was going to lead to in this class.

Nerdy Spice was all over handout distribution. All over it.

Your patient is conscious and in a great deal of pain.

And still ranting about trees.

"On the bright side," said Astrid, eyes a little wide on the ranting woman and more than happy to let someone else sort of take charge on this particular one, "at least there's not too much more we could do to make it worse, right?"

'Bright side,' indeed. And as soon as she said it, she thought of about five ways that wasn't even true, besides.

"Oh my God, stop talking," Paris "Bedside Manner" Geller snapped, trying to do an assessment. "I can't concentrate when you're going on about the trees. They're trees."

If you must.

My cat is REALLY SURE I need to be in bed now. I'm going to take her word for it.

Humanoid Health and First Aid, Wednesday, Period 1

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