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 Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:19 pm
:::She takes a breath and looks down at the man:::
I'm sorry my friend, this is the best I can offer you.
:::She aims the tip of the needle as far into the wound as it would go before it became obstructed by unwounded flesh. She pushed gently on the release, and the blood drained ever so slowly from the tube. Soon she pulled it out just a bit and made sure that area was exposed to her blood too, and after a few increments of this kind of exposure, the finished by letting the rest pour onto the outside of the wound:::
:::Thank goodness we were all generated O-type:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:25 pm
*Dafyd gasps and jerks* ... Gawain ...
*He reaches out and grabs Maggie's arm, squeezing painfully* ...find... tell Gawain... they're after ...
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:30 pm
*At first Maggie observes Cora as she works, her expression a mix of confusion, concern, and curiosity. Then she nearly jumps as the man grasps at her arm, clenching her teeth together against the pain* Nghh . . . !
*she takes careful hold of his wrist with her free hand to get him to loosen his grip* Please, sir. Gawain . . *whoever he might be* He's not here. Ye're still . .. away. But we're taking care of ye, I promise. *Maggie tries to keep her voice steady so as not to alarm him any further*
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:36 pm
:::Cora's still in the middle of finishing off the last of the syringe when he bursts out, and she quickly becomes concerned about his versus Maggie's strength. She tosses the needle to the side of him, and grabs his arms away from Maggie.
She holds him down:::
Steady!
Maggie... are you alright?
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:43 pm
Aye, I'm fine Cora, *She bobs her head up and down, rubbing her arm. It's turning a bit red where he'd grabbed her but she's otherwise alright* He came in from some sort of battle, pleading for sanctuary . .. he must still think he's in danger.
*And isn't he, in this place? Someone's been killed now, and-- The thought rises unbidden in Maggie's mind. She presses her lips together and quickly shoves it down.*
What else can we do for him?
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:55 pm
:::Cora, still holding his arms, looks down at him... he's obvioiusly in a bit of pain:::
One last thing. :::He's calmed a bit, so she releases his arms, though she doesn't step away from Maggie this time just in case he lashes out again. Cora utilizes her cuff finally by releasing it's nuero-stimulation gnode. A small antena moves out of it at her signal. She sets the right stimulation, and presses the gnode to the skin of his arm:::
Electic currents are fired off in a format compatible with the signals one recieves to the brain. Instead of recieving signals telling his mind that his body hurts, this signal will interfere with them, and for a while, he will be able to rest...
His fever will stay down thanks to the antipyretic, so long as my blood is able to cure the infection...
:::she bites her lip:::
I've never tried it before but... it's the only thing I can do. The nanomachines in my body where put in me before my 'birth' and destroyed any risidual bacteria in my body that wasn't bred out of me. Then they took thier place to sustain the common bioresperatory processes that produce... Eeeh... Anyway. Hopefully, they'll do the same for the bacteria infecting his wound. I just hope that the after effects of the nano-machines aren't detrimental, but the chances of that are slim, their design is very inteligent.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 10:58 pm
*Cora may as well be speaking Greek to her, but Maggie nods all the same* I'll pray it works, then ...
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:00 pm
*Dafyd seems to visibly relax. He settles back into the bed and in moments is lost to a deep and dreamless sleep*
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:01 pm
Mmm... he seems to be calming down at least. This way he'll rest, and that will certainly help him get better.
Oh-
:::She just remembered:::
My blood is full of e-viri. Hm... that's gonna spread through all of him for sure.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:11 pm
Hm! :::She smirked to herself::
Well, just look at it this way. I don't think he'll ever catch the flu ever again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:16 pm
Oh, well . .. I daresay he'll be grateful te avoid that. *She studies Cora's face a moment, relieved to see her looking more herself.* Thank ye, Cora. I'm sure he'll recover quickly with ye looking after him.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:18 pm
No, thank you Maggie. You got him this far... who knows how long it would have been before I got to him if you hadn't first.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:21 pm
*Maggie looks down at their patient* I'm just glad ye think he'll be alright.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 11:28 pm
Mmm... I wonder when he's from anyway...
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