A House Divided [Epilogue]

[governmentninja]

The fighting had finally ended, but not before a lot of damage had been done. A number of people had been injured, but they were being treated now. Winchester had been subdued, but not before he saw the Yeerk dead. The rest of his group had also been taken down and cuffed, with two exceptions. The first being the mysterious redheaded fellow, who had disappeared during the melee. No one could locate him as of yet. The other was Katara, who because of both her age and her healing ability was allowed to helped the wounded, but under close supervision. They of the group were all sat at the edge of the area where the wounded were being treated, under a rather armed (and not at all happy) guard.

He had been informed about what happened to Claire, and while he was dying to rush down to the medbay to see her, he needed to see this through to the end. The fighting had stopped, the insurrectionists had been captured, but there was still one more thing he needed to do to finish this all off.

The doctors didn't need him in the way anyway.

He had sent out a message to get that last part kicked off, though, so that final part would be taken care of soon. Until then, Security was instructed to keep watch over Winchester's group until it was time to move them, and help patch up the walking wounded so the medbay could concentrate only on the more serious cases. He himself simply waited quietly, slightly away from everyone else, holding the pieces of the smashed Yeerkball.

Comments

Re: Medical

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

Nothing Jeka hadn't heard before. Members of the Legion of Superheroes tended to have absolutely foul mouths. Jo did have a certain eloquence that Jeka admired, though. It took skill to cuss like that.

"Mm, yes. I'm sure he thinks that he didn't have a choice. He seemed rather desperate about the whole thing."

She kept working on washing the rock salt out of Jo's back. It probably stung like anything.

Re: Medical

[deputyjo.livejournal.com]

Another string of cuss words flowed from Jo. Normally she didn't cuss like this, but then again she didn't normally have salt being washed out of her back either.

Her hands were clenched so tightly her knuckles were white, but Jo was determined to get through this so she could head right out of there. "Ya know, I don't care what he thinks. He shot me and her," she jerked her thumb back in the direction of where Jean was working on Claire.

"Being a crazy doesn't mean he gets a free get out of beating card either."

Re: Medical

[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

"You may have missed the chance to hit him, it's generally considered bad form to hit someone already injured and in custody," Jeka murmured. "I'm sure you'll have the opportunity to make your displeasure known in other ways."

The larger chunks of rock salt seemed to have been flushed out, so Jeka leaned in closer to look for the smaller grains remaining.

"I can certainly understand the sentiment, however."