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 Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 1:13 am
The only red tent on the base is large and orderly, it's interior white and well lit. A diminutive brunette greets you with an extremely sarcastic, "Oh you poor babies, let Miss Sunny come tuck you in and read you a nini story."
An entirely too handsome man in a doctor's coat drawls out, "Or, if you'd rather be healed with medicine rather than Miss Sunny's sweet disposition, just take a cot, and we'll see you're treated."
"Just don't linger too long, this isn't the rest tent, or your personal make out closet." She gives several trainees a narrow look, just daring them to start making out in front of her.
THE ANTARCTIC BASE The Antarctic Base is a neatly set up sprawl of white tents, protected by extremely strong Barrier Daggers, customized to make Fear-warding fortresses, as well as shield from natural elements.
Your trainee is currently inside the INFIRMARY tent, the only red tent on the base. Life and Moon hunters tend to this tent with military precision, so it's best to avoid too much in the way of infirmary shenanigans here, or Sunny will forcibly remove you in the most painful, non-injuring ways possible. This is where they can go if they take injuries (damage to their HP) and come to recover. Simply type in ENTER when entering this tent and EXIT when leaving it to the other tents.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 7:01 pm
[ENTER]
As Rep finally made it into the infirmary, he was swept up in the hive of activity that the place was at the moment, sat down and almost immediately tended to by one of the hunters present, it seemed they wanted everyone in and then out again as soon as it was possible to do so.
He didn't mind much, that was how he wanted it.
He tuned out as the various physical injuries he'd sustained were tended to, surprised how empty and hollow he felt. It almost made him guilty. He should be upset at what happened back there, should be staggered, numb. But it felt like he'd relived the nightmares he'd been feeling for weeks, as if he was suddenly awake again.
"Hey, all done." the female hunter waved a hand in front of his face, handing him one of the hot drinks that had been going around. "You aren't too roughed up, just tired, though you shouldn't really.." she eyed his shoulder "..just take it easy on that. Head to the rest tent, you don't want to stick around here too long with." they eyed Sunny before scurrying off to the next patient.
Rep watched them go distantly and pulled his blanket a little tighter around him. He really should. He badly, badly needed some rest. Shoving himself up from where he was sitting, he looked somewhat relieved, the changed dressings and bandages made him feel better already, exhausted still but much better.
<..go rest now please William. No patrols or anything silly>
<>
He slipped out of the infirmary tent and back outside to look for the rest area he'd heard mentioned, a little bit more steady on his feet.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 7:10 pm
[ENTER]
Aleister made it to the red tent, and saw Rep leaving, at least the other hunter got healed. He paused when Miss Sunny started talking, he wrinkled his nose slightly before moving over to a cot. He didn't want a 'nini story', to be honest he would've rather'd H's snide comments to this woman.
He found a cot and waited to be treated. Thankfully it didn't take too long, his leg was perhaps a little worse than most things. He winced as they cleaned up the wounds left by the bugs and sterilizing them. Holy hell that hurt.
The rest of his wounds were mostly scraps. But of course seeing what his leg looked like explained why he was limping a bit. When they finished the hunter treating him nodded. He was told to rest a bit, he had hot cocoa already and the blanket. He nodded with a sullen sigh and slipped out to find something else to do.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:20 pm
((Enter))
Molly did her best to take the…kind…lady’s words with a grain of salt as she brought Bix into the infirmary tent, trying to smile regardless as she escorted him to a cot and helped him onto it. Molly wanted to linger, but at the same time, with how efficiently they were running things in here, she had a feeling she’d just be in the way if she wasn’t injured, which she wasn’t. She also had a feeling that the albino hunter would be tended to shortly, which was good. He took quite a beating in there.
“…Hey.” She started softly, resting a hand on top of his head for a moment before she tried to smooth some hairs down. “…You tried your best, Bix. You did all you could to try and help.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:34 pm
[ENTER] Bix walked slowly to a free cot and set himself down in it. He didn't bother sitting up but laid out on his back and closed his eyes for a moment. He felt Molly petting his head, fixing his hair, and he opened his eyes a bit. "Thanks.." He sounded distant. Maybe all he needed was a few minutes to absorb things. "Sorry I was.." out of it? a little crazy? ".. such a hassle." She didn't need to stay with him. He felt a bit ashamed of himself for acting how he had. It was easier to think of being macho because everytime he thought of Julie he wanted to cry. "Just need a drink. Maybe... wash my face. If you go back.. make sure Before is okay for me?" He had seen Cass and Gale in the last tent, but not Before.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 8:51 pm
“Oh Bix…” Molly cooed. “It’s alright. You don’t need to apologize for anything.” She smoothed out his hair a bit more, before looking around. Ah, seems there was a hunter coming to attend to him already. “You’re never a hassle.” She listened to his request. “I promise I will…” The hunter was drawing closer. “I’m going to go back now…I’ll be back to check up on you, alright?”
Molly hesitated for a moment. Leaving him hear by himself seemed to weigh on her…but there were people she wanted to make sure made it too…
She turned, and glanced at him with a furrowed brow once more before she left to go check the portal.
((Exit))
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:22 pm
((Entering))
Ami dragged in Wilson's sorry a** and set him on one of the small cots, gesturing for him to stay put while she pulled out a first aid kit. Ami got out the bandages and disinfectant, as well as a tube of cream for the bug bites- just in case.
"Stay put okay?" she said gently as she worked. See guys, Ami could care if she tried. "You took a number out there, geez," she scolded, like it was actually his fault.
She wiped her hands sneakily on her hunter's coat (these things were versatile!), and continued working, very slowly and gently.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:45 pm
[ entering ]
Wilson complied, letting himself be dragged into the infirmary and set onto one of the empty cots. He reached out toward Ami. “You should patch yours—“ Her gesture made him stop and he brought his arms back down, letting his hands grip the edge of the cot. “Yeah, okay,” he murmured. As he tugged the blanket closer around himself, Wilson realized something and looked at Ami. “You’re not cold at all?” He pulled off the blanket and set it on the cot, pushing it toward the moon trainee. “You should at least warm yourself up a bit.”
He remained silent afterwards. Wilson watched Ami work, taking note of the things she did so he could repeat the process when it came to patching her up afterwards. He cracked a smile at her last remark. “Somebody had to.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 9:55 pm
"Yeah. Somebody. Not you," she retorted, dabbing with more disinfectant. She wasn't really well-versed in the ways of first aid, but she knew putting these things on the wounds would make them heal faster. Now she was bandaging things left and right, helping him put the peach-colored strips over his bites.
Her own bites were beginning to itch, but it could and WOULD wait. Other people needed help first.
Finally she was done and patted his leg. "All done," she said, pulling her coat a little closer. It WAS pretty cold out here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 10:28 pm
“But that somebody will still need to be patched up. Are you saying as long as I don’t get hurt it’s okay?” Wilson frowned, shaking his head and clicking his tongue. His frown deepened slightly when Ami began to dab his injuries with disinfectant. Disinfectant always stung, but compared to the injuries he had incurred already, the pain wasn’t much to him. Not anymore. He fell quiet again as she began to cover him in bandages. Should he fill the silence with conversation? Wilson shot a wary glance at Sunny and the rest of the infirmary. Maybe not.
“Nice. Now it’s your turn.” He slid off the cot and patted it with one hand while the other reached for the blanket and clumsily draped it over Ami’s shoulders. “It’s not freezing in here, but a little warmth couldn’t hurt.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 10:49 pm
"Oh my god NO," she said shoving the blanket off of her. She had a million bug bites and that fuzzy blanket was NOT helping how itchy it was.
She shuddered, fighting the urge to scratch the bites. It was so difficult after they'd been provoked to an aggressive pink by the blanket. "Wison, get that bug cream s**t on me now." It wasn't a request. It was a full on demand.
She didn't bother answering his question about someone needing to be patched up. Numbing herself to it. Numbing.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:25 pm
Insert confused Wilson here. “What?” He blinked at her as he caught the thrown blanket. “What’s wro—oh.” Everything made more sense when Ami demanded for him to get her the cream. “Right. Sorry about that,” Wilson apologized quickly before grabbing the tube of ointment. He uncapped it and squirted out a bunch of cream. Wilson put down the tube and began to dab it wherever he saw pink. He took a few steps to circle around her. “Is there anywhere else that itches? Otherwise I’ll get the bandages now."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:31 pm
Ami was this close to slapping the boy right then and there. "Wilson the-" Oh good he figured it out.
Sweet baby jesus that cream felt good. Bug bites were always her weakness when it came to camping and exploring. She probably would've been more apt to go camping and enjoy the great outdoors if it wasn't for the BUGS. It didn't help that that was a freakin' swarm of them either.
"No you're good," Ami assured him, "I can get the bandages I think." Always the self-dependent one, that Ami. "Go check on everyone else." She really didn't want to appear weak. As much as she was enjoying his company ... Ami knew he probably had other friends to check on.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:52 pm
Entering!
After bringing down the raging beast, the three of them finally reached the infirmary.
"Let's just..." He started to speak, only for his sentence to broken off as he shoved the unconscious moon trainee onto an unused cot. "...put him there." He finished, letting out a long sigh and allowing his anger go with it.
Someone on medical staff would be along shortly to see to him. He only hoped that once Dakota's wounds were treated, he'd be more willing to talk and less inclined to hit people.
"This... has been a long day. Too much s**t has happened...." He muttered. Not at all happy about the results himself. In fact, he wanted to yell and hit things to. The only thing stopping him was the fact that, no matter how angry he got, it wouldn't change the fact that Julie had died and that they had left Allan behind and it certainly wouldn't help anyone else. No. He'd save his anger for the enemy.
Though now that things had calmed down, Ryan finally remembered his manners. "Ah right! I don't think we've met before. I'm Ryan." He said offering his hand to the other trainee. "Thanks for helping Dakota."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 11:52 pm
((Entering)) Even Sunny knew when to hold the sass, and despite the fact that Clarice carrying muscular Intermediates was generally what she would call a ******** hoot, the assistant's expression made any laughter or witticisms dry up and die in the nurse's mouth. Carrying Harrison to a nearby cot, Clarice gently set the Intermediate to sit at the edge. She only pulled back a little, anxiety overwhelming her normal awkwardness and not quite yet willing to put too much space between them. "Okay, first thing, are you injured anywhere?" Again her eyes flickered briefly to Marcus, including him in that question as well.
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