"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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[hatngartersnake.livejournal.com]

"Not as sharp as they used to be, but my jaw-strength is far more than human," Jeka replied, picking shreds out from between her teeth. She inspected the sling and looked back up at the EMH with a perplexed look. That seemed a little...long. "Can I go back out there and keep fighting if I don't use my arm? I can stick to mentalism at a distance."

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

Nura puts up a smug smile and cocks her head to the side. "Oh~, I don't think she should, doctor sir. After all, if the healing process of an anterior dislocation isn't handled correctly, couldn't any strenuous activity raise a higher risk of the shoulder dislocating?"

Notice the dulcet tones of biiiiiiiitch. Nura aims to get back at Jeka for carrying her off like a little girl in front of the entire battlefield.