"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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[cityship]

Well, luckily, they're being treated by someone who isn't at all human. And had a cyborg love interest bff. So he will treat them like he would anyone else: with a mixture of snark, scorn, and derision.

"You should move to one of the tables," he told Marcus, though he was currently examining Tenaya. "You have enough injuries already, no need to add 'bruised posterior' to your list of ailments because you had to sit in a chair that couldn't take your weight."

[neverwastenaya.livejournal.com]

Tenaya's systems finally finished rebooting, and she regained consciousness. She gave the EMH a momentary look of confusion before taking a quick assessment of her injuries. And the fact that she was missing a hand.

"Wonderful," she groaned.

[cityship]

"That wouldn't be my preferred adjective." He went to work fixing the cuts and bruises, but the hand would likely have to be an engineering problem.

[neverwastenaya.livejournal.com]

"It's sarcasm," she answered. "My favorite language."

She held still so he could take care of her injuries, but she knew she was probably going to have a harder time with her Venjix components.

"You wouldn't happen to be an expert in advanced robotics or treating mostly-converted cyborgs, would you?" she droned. Otherwise, she was going to have to hope she could find the Garage or Venjix Palace.

[cityship]

"I'm the Emergency Medical Hologram, not the Emergency Mechanic Hologram," he replied. Clearly, he wasn't unfamiliar with the language of sarcasm.

"I've treated people with cybernetic implants, but never at this scale. You'd be better served going to Engineering. Once you're no longer bleeding all over the place." Speaking of which, she shouldn't be in another few moments.

[neverwastenaya.livejournal.com]

"Looks like it's back to work," Tenaya drawled. She was going to have to go looking for anything from home after all. And that was after finding someone to fix most of her damaged circuitry to begin with.

At least she'd stopped bleeding. That was the only bright spot in all of this.