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Chrystali rolled 1 8-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-8)
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 Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 10:41 am
To say RuiZhi Tai was excited was the greatest understatement of the century.
He eagerly made his way down the hall, clutching his notebook and writing utensils to his chest, the tails of his uniform fluttering behind him in an effort to keep up. It was his first real class, where he would get to sit with one of the teachers and be taught! No more self-learning; it was time to ask questions, to absorb whatever new information was coming his way, to move forward with his studies. The youth was brimming with glee, knowing only that his first class was Lab Safety with two teachers he had met.
RuiZhi heard the good Doctor was busy with other things at the moment, but anticipated seeing him again in the other classes down the line; this time, he got to spend a class period with Professor Veilwood, and he was looking forward to seeing what the proud and respectable man would do with the class.
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 12:47 pm
On a sturdy open door some lengths down the hall, there was a note that seemed to be angrily tacked there. The slightly cloudy strip of obviously transparent tape was stuck to both the door's actual sign and a makeshift one that had hastily been scrawled up. Nonetheless, the handwriting was still neat and written as if on lined paper, which it was not. Only someone with a concise and organized mind would be able to write such a thing; however the note's contents were much less organized. It read:
Dear Mr. Tai,
I am dreadfully sorry but I will be running a few moments late today. There was some last minute paperwork thrust at me today and it absolutely must get finished. In the meantime, please do the activity denoted on the charts on the desks. I will be joining you shortly.
Professor A. Veilwood
And in the room, which was slightly expansive and furnished with nearly every machine, measuring utensil, chemical and scientifical device known to man, there were also desks. Large black lab tables situated around hexagonal metal and plastic sinks. And tapped to every single desk, for some reason, was a chart which read:
Please roll the dice provided, and depending on the number you receive, write a reaction that corresponds with the situation. (Also remember that this is a Lab Safety class.)
1 - The classroom explodes.
2 - You leave a Bunsen burner on and it continues to heat up a delicate chemical concoction.
3 - You have left the sander machine on and walked away.
4 - How do you handle dry ice?
5 - Describe the cleanup process after working with chemicals.
6 - You get a splinter.
7 - Describe the cleanup process after working with some kind tech object.
8 - You get a hazardous chemical in your eye.
Peculiar. But naturally there is nothing else to do but obey until the good teacher finds it necessary to present himself.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 10:37 am
Rich brown eyes skimmed over the note left by the Professor, nodding a little to himself. Who was he to begrudge the man his work time? RuiZhi could spend countless hours upon hours within his work, and he would certainly not hold it against Ardanay for possibly doing the same.
Following the instructions given, the young man moved to one of the desks, fingers drawing over the printed directions with an arched eyebrow. The first option made him smile - he wouldn't have much of a reaction in that case, would he? - but the task was interesting to him. Putting his supplies down, he palmed one of the small dice, giving it a cursory shake before letting it drop to the table.
"Two," he said out loud to himself as the die stopped spinning. RuiZhi retrieved his notepad, opening it to a fresh page and starting his assignment.Quote:
RuiZhi Tai
Lab Safety
Instructions: roll the die, writing a reaction to the corresponding incident.
You leave a Bunsen burner on and it continues to heat up a delicate chemical concoction.
First, one must never grab the tube that the concoction is in; glass does not show when it is hot, and doing so would be damaging to one's person and to the mixture at hand. Second, leave the tube as it is; unless there is a proper pad available, the tube should never meet a cold surface. The best course of action in this case would be to dim the pressure on the gas, or, depending on the mixture, turn the gas off completely. If the concoction is volatle, it would be best to simmer the heat but not turn it off completely, so that the mixture will not have a bad reaction and make the situation worse. From there, proper techniques of disposal and handling can be carried out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 1:53 pm
Rubbing his temples with a short sigh, the Head of the Science Department tried to ease the stress of his mind as he headed back to class. There was a lot of information to process, and although he could handle it properly and perhaps do his best to look into it, it was still quite a shock. There were many things going on in his head and now he had to pretend as if it was all just a bunch of disorganized paperwork. The student's safety was of the utmost concern. It seemed both perfect and ironic that his first student should happen to be taking a lab safety class.
Perhaps too ironic.
He shifted the papers in his hands, made sure he looked the part of an upstanding professor, and strode into the room with a strict and firm gait. Setting the papers down on a nearby table, he turned to look at RuiZhi, whom he'd seemingly, and luckily, just caught finishing up. Smiling gently about the whole thing, and for even having a student, he went over and held out his hand for the paper. He would not rip it away if the youth was not finished. Efficiency demanded time. Although sometimes emergencies demanded urgent action, that was not the current case, and he would not push. A teacher till the end.
His gesture and facial expression said everything. He was sorry he was late. He was happy to see the Chinese boy. And he was pleased the other had finished the work so promptly. This looked to be an easy first lesson.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:40 pm
He was double checking his spelling when he caught motion out of the corner of his eyes, prompting him to glance up. The Chinese boy's stern expression shifted into perpetual delight, smiling happily at the Professor as he walked in. RuiZhi could feel the excitement starting to hum over his skin and through his blood again; the internal plight to keep his glee in check wasn't an easy one, but in the face of Professor Veilwood, he would do it without so much as a quiver of an eyelash. He would be as professional and eager as possible, but to be overly so would not be acceptable.
RuiZhi picked up his paper and took it out of his notebook, handing it over to Ardanay with a warm smile. The teacher's expression made him feel better, reassured even. "Good day, Professor Veilwood," he greeted the forest-haired man politely. "I'm very happy to be here and take your class." He wanted to say that it was good to see the other again, but that was far too friendly. He was in class now, and had to be the student to Ardanay's professor position.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 4:49 pm
The professor's only response for the moment was to smile again, encouraging the other for just a bit more patience as he looked at the paper. He didn't want to start with idle chatter when there was a class to be taught. Things to be done. Life to go on with. Students needed to learn, but they simply couldn't be kept cooped up in a class too long. They stopped understanding things.
And so, Ardanay Veilwood quickly scanned over the paper and nodded approvingly with a bit of surprise, "Have you ever been in a situation like this RuiZhi?" He wondered if should call his students by their last names. Like maybe Mr. Tai. But then again, that sounded way too formal. And even teachers needed a level of connectivity with the students. Curiously, he looked at the page again, analyzing it for anything that could possibly be a problem. However, he didn't really see anything. It was all quite and fairly accurate. Ardanay would have done few things different himself.
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 3:20 pm
RuiZhi looked momentarily puzzled, shaking his head at the one question the professor posed to him. "No sir, I've never worked with chemicals." He paused, debating to explain more, but deciding against it. It wasn't a personal show and tell, and he'd be as to the point as he could. The youth didn't often get off track, but stranger things had happened, and he sorely wanted to impress Ardanay.
Lab cause and effect seemed to be common sense to him. If it's hot, don't touch it. Like cooking, different recipes called for different methods of stiring, whipping, handling, et cetra. In all fairness, RuiZhi had also read plenty on pharmaceuticals in preperation for his science classes, having anticipated such things would aid him in understanding non-herbal remedy and treatment. Between applying real world knowledge and what he had gleaned from books rather than experience, he was pleased to know he was at least somewhat logical in his thought process.
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 5:20 pm
"Well," he said with a note of approval and a quick nod as he went to put the piece of work in a folder, to be organized later in his cabinet. "For someone who has not had experience with chemicals, that was a very well handled observation." There was a level of appropriate praise to his voice, and his gentle smile didn't betray anything. He was actually quite pleased. RuiZhi only proved that common sense could prevail. Strict a teacher though he might be, he knew how to teach properly so that things were remembered. Now, he simply had to find out what would be best to teach this one.
"I know I have it written down RuiZhi, but why don't you tell me, in your own words, what sort of department you're looking to really go into?" The question was a curious one, giving him just enough space to answer it, but not enough so that something as vague as 'science' would cover it. Ardanay wasn't going to waste all day teaching everything but basics and things akin to his subject of study. Not much else was useful.
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 2:42 pm
The youth bowed his head at the praised, both humbled and flattered. Ardanay had not struck him as someone to throw around words, let alone praise, and so he took it to heart. RuiZhi smiled to himself, pleased that his response was adequate.
He listened carefully to the question, thinking to himself. While he knew the field he wanted, he was beginning to question just how he wanted to carry through with his knowledge. "I'm looking to be a doctor," he replied at length, thoughtful. "However, I don't think I'd be happy in a hospital or in a school. No offense," he added. "I want to go out into the world, and make a difference. Some people don't have the luxury of going to doctors. Maybe...a clinic, somewhere. I'm not really sure where the calling is, but it is in medicine."
((OOC note: RuiZhi is going to be a field doctor, like during war-times, in case Ardy has an idea/suggestion. ;3))
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 2:47 pm
"Well, let's see... there are a number of types of doctors. There are definitely clinics, field doctors... you could even simply travel around offering your services to wherever you might be at the time," as he spoke, he leafed through various pieces of paper from piles on his desk, pulling them out and setting them aside. There was a slight grin on his face, and a gleam in his storm green eyes as he looked over the sheets. There was an art to teaching, and he'd taken no offense. Here at ShinKami he was able to do both of the things he loved: teach, and science study. He found no greater joys anywhere.
"Most teachers might give out work sheets, but I think that will do you fine. I'm going to begin with standard sanitation procedures, so if you'd like to, please take notes." His voice had obtained a sort of dictation to it as he handed three sheets over to RuiZhi. They weren't those kind of fill-in sheets that people stupidly had to listen to. Instead they were simply sheets with summaries about three different doctorate fields and the benefits and hazards of all of them, as well as what to be wary of.
First though, he intended to lecture the other on hygiene. If the other was to be a doctor of any kind, he'd need to be clean, no matter what. And that was part of safety, for both him and patients.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 12:35 pm
The sheets were accepted with quiet reverence, as if he was being handed gold rather than mere paper. Perhaps, to him, it wasn't a sheet of paper with writing. RuiZhi gave them a brief glance - he didn't want to be rude, since it seemed the lecture was about to begin - carefully tucking them into his notebook with a demure, "Thank you." He'd pour over those later, on his own time.
He flipped to a clean place to start taking notes in his book, pen poised while he watched Ardanay with keen interest. Cleansliness is godliness, or so the saying went, and so he understood the necessity of speaking of being sanitary. RuiZhi labeled Sanitation on his paper, making a note next to it to do some research for sanitation outside when normal means were not available, just in case they weren't able to cover it in class.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 11:54 am
Professor Veilwood waited until it seemed his student has properly prepared for the notes and then began in a subtle voice, not looking directly at him while he lectured a little on sanitation measures:
"As I'm sure you might be able to understand, it is of the utmost importance for a doctor to keep clean. Although this should be general common knowledge for anyone of any job, for a doctor is is exceptionally important. If you, as a doctor, is carrying around something viral or dangerous, you risk the other patient's health... it could even cost them their life."
He paused a moment, looking back at RuiZhi to make sure he was getting this, and then went on effortlessly, "Let us delve, for a moment, into the history of the 'New World' as North America had once been called. The Spanish conquistadors and foreign European explorers were welcomed here with open arms. They took over many villages and cities that had once been here. However, one of the most devastating things to these people was the disease that these men brought over.
"Natives here in this country were not used to many of the infectious things they brought over. It spread like a plague and killed many. So think of it like this, your patient might be mortally allergic to something you could be carrying. You pose a larger chance of giving this disease to them if you're less clean. As for the cleaning process, well showers are obviously necessary... are you following me RuiZhi?" He gave a small smile to the Chinese boy, in hopes that he was being slightly interesting instead of boring.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:38 pm
His pen glided over his paper in methodical but measured strokes, jotting the keywords and basic ideas down swiftly, which he would flesh out after class. RuiZhi nodded to himself as Ardanay talked, glancing up as he was spoken to directly. "Yes," he replied. "Like respiratory infections, or transfer through the-" he paused, brows knitting while he tried to remember the word, brightening as he did so, "-fomite, which is more dangerous."
He had learned about 'fomite' when a friend's mother in China had contracted mono from touching currency. It had scared him how simple a thing could result in something so devastating and potentially fatal. Again, RuiZhi nodded, understanding where the lesson was coming from. He appreciated that it was related in a more interesting context than a simple A to B solution, which was unusual for the straight-forward youth.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 5:46 pm
"Yes, very good," Ardanay said with a smile as he continued. "I'm surprised you know about that. But yes, you see though... hygiene is not the only thing in the medical field to be wary of. For example, field doctors work anywhere and everywhere. Their supplies are limited and so they must learn to make do. To sterilize themselves and their equipment, which must always be done, they might have to boil water. You're a smart lad, I don't think I need to tell you how not to boil water."
The professor laughed a little and shortly resumed his lecture, "Should a doctor have to administer a shot or injection of sorts, how do you think it should be handled? Please include all precautions and measures needed to be taken with both doctor and patient when you tell me your answer." And then he awaited said answer from the boy.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 1:42 pm
RuiZhi nodded as Ardanay talked, looking down every now and again to write another note or keyword. He grinned a little at the boiling water remark, but said nothing. It wasn't a question, and so he would not comment on it. At the question posed, he put his pen down, deciding how best to answer.
"It depends on the situation," he started slowly. "If in an office, cleaning the point where the needle will go is necessary. Needles should be new and unused...if they're unwrapped, they shouldn't be used...and the doctor should wear gloves when possible." RuiZhi was still hazy on actual procedures, still filling his mind with terms and more emergency means. "If out in the field, cleaning the area with a water skin is really the best you can do. Um, that's more difficult though, given the terrain...back where I came from, it was always wet and humid, so we actually had to dry areas and use drinking water for cleaning. That's what we did with salves, anyway."
He smiled apologetically to the professor; here they'd touched on something he did not yet know, as that part of doctoring was far ahead of him yet. RuiZhi felt ashamed he couldn't answer more appropriately, but staved off the embarrassment with a bow of his head.
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