fandomhigh | Principles of First Aid, Danger Shop, Morning, 5/23

Elliot is seated cross-legged on a table in the front of the Danger Shop, wearing a lab coat and looking only a little nervous. When most of the students have assembled, she begins.

"Hi, I'm Elliot Reid. You can call me Dr. Reid, or Elliot, or... just don't use the E.T. voice, or I will have to beat you senseless. And yes, it's a boy's name, I'm not a boy."

"We have a lot to cover if you guys want to be qualified for Red Cross certification at the end of the term. I'm handing out the syllabus, which I stole from Red Cross of Singapore. Because we only have so much time, I'm going to kind of skim a lot of this. I also have made up first aid kits for each of you; take them, use them, love them. If they get you in trouble, don't blame me."

"The basic idea of First Aid is to, you know, keep people from dying or becoming horribly disfigured on the spot. Now, if you don't know what you're doing, you end up hurting way more than you help. So first rule is, don't do anything until you have assessed the situation and called 911 if necessary. Even if you happen to be a doctor, you call 911. Got it?"

She glanced down at the syllabus.

"So anatomy is one of those things I'm going to skim. You have bodies. They have all kinds of funky things about them. If you want to know more, there's a good Web site for you to play with loaded on those computers over there."

"And now to the fun stuff." A little gleefully, she illuminated another section of the danger shop. Three small rooms came into view, each containing a Danger Shop-generated scene of chaos. "You guys have been divided into completely arbitrary teams. Each team should go to a scene, talk out what you're going to do if you want, and then each of you should demonstrate how you would react. I know it's early and it's summer, so don't wait for everybody if there are people missing from your group."

"And when you're done with that, come back and we will play with triangular bandages. They're useful, they're compact, and they make a really decent bikini if you're desperate."

[OOC: OCD is up. Play. The scenarios are like life-size dioramas; you can interact with them, but the people are just computer-generated models. Mod them as necessary.]

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"Like something on the beach put them all to sleep?" Peter considered the possibility. "I don't want to sound timid, but badgers can be awfully vicious creatures. Maybe we ring the bell in hopes that it startles some of them and also perhaps calls us other assistance if we end up actually having to chase them off."

Overhearing, Elliot held up her rape whistle. "I always carry this," she said. "Borrow it if you want. And it's not a bad idea to try and make some noise. Even if they don't wake up, you've only wasted a few seconds."

She glanced over the beach. "I think teamwork is a good idea on this one, Seras."

"Thanks Dr. Reid," said Seras, "Right, so one of us blows the whistle to scare off the badgers while the others start pulling people out've the water. If the badgers don't run, we start trying to scare them off ourselves."

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"I'll pull if you ring," Peter said. "Or Dr Reid has a whistle (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/874764.html?thread=41342988#t41342988) that we could use."

Seras nodded.

"Okay."

Rather tentatively, Peter entered the scenario and began pulling people away from the advancing tide.

Seras, for her part, ran into the midst of things, blowing on the rape whistle with all her might.

Wearing a triangular bandage over his nose and mouth, Peter handed Seras another one. "Briar thinks we shouldn't breathe the air because it might be the cause of the sleepiness."

Seras nodded and took one, gratefully.

That was smart.

She tied it around her mouth and nose, but of course that meant she could no longer blow the rape whistle.

She could hunt for an alarm bell, but if people were already being nibbled on...

Right.

Seras took of running towards the nearest badger, shouting, clapping her hands and stomping, trying to scare it away.

Peter winced at Seras' enthusiasm for attacking the badgers. He glanced over and saw that no one was in direct danger of being covered by the tide and ran after her, shouting and clapping.

Seras, who wasn't enthusiastic about attacking the badgers so much as she was enthusiastic for keeping people from being nibbled on, kept it up.

Her efforts seemed to be working except for one particularly large fellow who only bared his teeth and growled at her.

[OOC: The mun is assuming that badgers growl. >>;;]

When Peter noticed the badger resisting Seras' shouts, he stooped to pick up a rock from the beach and lobbed it at the badger, hitting it on the nose.

He hoped this would cause the badger to run instead of just pissing it off.

The rock lobbing managed to accomplish both. Looking rather pissed off, the badger left its sleeping victim and charged at the two innocent First Aid Students.

Seras' eyes widened.

Ooohh bugger...

Bloody brilliant plan, Peter scolded himself as he watched the badger charge them. He quickly scooped up a handful of rocks and began hurling them at the running animal.

It wasn't a talking badger after all; the darned thing had to have some instinct of self-preservation.

Throwing a rock at the badger had pissed it off, so let's throw more rocks at it?

Seras shrugged. Ah well. She had no better ideas.

She scooped up a handful of stones and joined Peter in his assault.

Peter sighed in relief as the barage of stones convinced the badger to slow its charge and turn tail to run the other way.

Right then.

He looked at Seras. "Only in Fandom would we end up fighting badgers in First Aid class."

Seras grinned from behind her triangle bandage face mask.

"Only in Fandom," she agreed, "You've got brilliant aim, though, Peter."

"You're not so bad yourself," Peter replied. "And I don't want to think about what he'd do if he hadn't decided rocks were more important than eating us."

He looked at the still sleeping people. "Guess we should start waking them up?"

Seras nodded.

"Er...any idea how to go about doing that? If all our racket with the badgers didn't wake them, they must be drugged or something."

"Briar seemed to have be full of ideas (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/874764.html?thread=41351948#t41351948) earlier." Peter said. "And he's the mage. Do you think we have to treat them for sunburn as well?"

"It might be a bug in the programming," Elliot said. "I'm kind of new to this. Try pinching them."

[OOC: Mod them waking up whenever you want.]

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