"OW! That so totally hurts!" -- Charles Xavier

[cityship]

The battle against the Ohm raged on, and the casualties on the ground were mounting. Injured crew members got emergency treatment in the field, which largely amounted to patching them up so they wouldn't die sometime within the next fifteen minutes. After that, they were quickly picked up by shuttle and brought back to the ship, where they were sent to a medbay that was getting progressively more crowded.

The situation was growing increasingly dire, to the point that Stacy activated one of the AI's to help out.



"Please state the nature of the medical emergency."

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The regenerator would have an easy time of it at least for the ribs. The other took longer but finally his breathing and heartrate slowly returned to a steady rhythm.

No REM sleep, but at the moment it was at least a morestoring quieter sleep than he usually had. No nightmares visiting him for the time being.

[cityship]

With Dean stable for the moment, the Doctor wandered away to help some more of the incoming patients, before coming back to finish up. There were a number of bruises and cuts that needed to be fixed.

"Vitals stable, heart rate is good..." He was basically talking to himself, with Dean still out, but it was a force of habit. "I expect a full recovery. And, hopefully, next time you want to bring the house down, you'll have sense enough not to be inside of it."