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 Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 1:39 pm
Perhaps one of the busiest of places after the Communications Control, this is where the injured or sick go to. The Infirmary is located in the basement of a building in the underground city to give it extra protection.
Inside, beds are placed into rows and columns and are often filled up by injured Redcoat soldiers.
There are also operation rooms with scary-looking machines for surgery and nurses that look more like businesswomen or technicians. The Redcoats have the best medical knowledge of this world.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:41 am
Mirana burst into the infirmary, her power levels swiftly dropping. With a quick nod to the nurse on duty, she slipped into a closed off room at the back. Lowering herself onto the small hospital bed, Mirra pulled out an extremely thin cord from her pocket, plugging it first into a wall socket, and then into the small plug at the back of her neck. She sighed, relief washing over her as a tiny charging symbol appeared on her view screen. Brushing her hair back into a ponytail, she lay back on the bed, her mind wandering back to the battlefield, curious as to what had happened in her absence. Her hand moved, once again to the back of her neck, finding the tiny fingerprint reader that would shut her down. She made contact with the small plate of cold glass, resting her finger there for three seconds and feeling her system power down…
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 1:20 pm
Celeste lay motionless on the cot on which the doctors had placed her after they had patched her up to the best of their ability. Her entire left arm and part of her side, were swathed in bandages and gauze, along with the right upper arm and shoulder and part of her right thigh. Her breathing was shallow and labored. The doctors were uncertain whether or not she would yet live. Only time could tell.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2011 1:49 pm
((i'll pretend i was here for the battle :T))
Evan walked into the infirmary clutching his left shoulder. He had been shot twice in the upper arm and was bleeding kind of a lot. I just need some bandaging and I'll be fine.. he thought. He got kind of dizzy and sat on a bed. Eventually, he fell back and closed his eyes, falling into a doze.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 2:57 pm
((oookay o3o umm..))
Evan woke up to find that all his wounds were wrapped. He got up and left, the doctors knew better than to try and make him sit down again.
[exit Evan]
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:11 pm
Celeste continued to lie there, under the watchful gaze of the doctors.She was slowly healing, and her vital signs were holding steady, yet she still showed no signs of waking. It was almost as if she some sort of fairytale princess waiting for her prince to come and wake her with a kiss...however as far as anyone knew there was no prince to be had. And so, Celeste continued on in this state, that existed somewhere between life...and death.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:37 pm
Tiber was wheeled into the infarmary building via a wheel chair. The look on his face was of both anger and embarassment. He was angry because he was beaten not only by a mage but by his supperior. His embarassmnet was from how he had shown disrecpect toward said supperior. God only knew how much worse it could get for him.
Just as he had been laid down on his cot his servant Wilson apeared next to him. "Sir you have a visitor here to see you. Would you like to see him?" Tiber flicked his wrist and sent him off. He didn't feel like speaking so who ever this guest was would have to get used to it.
"Why Tiber you look terrible! What happened to you?" the visitor said.
The voice seemed so familiar to him. "Is it really..." He turned to see who it was and the result was shocking.
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