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Lirath - Ship Survival
As the battle raged outside, those remaining aboard Stacy had their hands full preparing for the incoming flood of refugees.
Positioned near the Bleed-Gate orbiting Lirath, Stacy stood ready to receive the refugees. Ship after ship ascended as quickly as they could, some of them making a break for the Bleed-Gate itself while the smaller ships were forced to dock at Stacy, unloading their cargo of refugees before setting off again for the planet's surface again to take on more passengers.
Several small units of GIA soldiers were also sent up to help the Transmigration crew take in the massive amount of refugees, many of whom were tired, wounded, and scared. It wouldn't take long for the ship to begin filling with people.
With the battle raging outside, and the Ohm clambering outside, trying to get in, it would be a tall order to keep all of the refugees safe and calm, but the crew didn't have much choice.
[ooc: Open!]
Positioned near the Bleed-Gate orbiting Lirath, Stacy stood ready to receive the refugees. Ship after ship ascended as quickly as they could, some of them making a break for the Bleed-Gate itself while the smaller ships were forced to dock at Stacy, unloading their cargo of refugees before setting off again for the planet's surface again to take on more passengers.
Several small units of GIA soldiers were also sent up to help the Transmigration crew take in the massive amount of refugees, many of whom were tired, wounded, and scared. It wouldn't take long for the ship to begin filling with people.
With the battle raging outside, and the Ohm clambering outside, trying to get in, it would be a tall order to keep all of the refugees safe and calm, but the crew didn't have much choice.
[ooc: Open!]
Re: MEDBAY
"Pira! Get out here, get away from that...whoever that is. You, get away!" she snapped, and shook her hands at Sandy as though she was about to go 'shoo, shoo' at a bird. "Don't touch her!"
Pira crawled out, fast, and latched herself onto the woman's leg. She stared wide-eyed at Sandy, the room full of shouting, crying people, the tentacled walls, as though she wanted nothing more than for all of it to go away.
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"It's all right," she said, stopping to put her hand on Sandy's shoulder and squeeze. If she noticed Sandy's skin changing, she did not appear to notice.
Then she rounded on the woman and Pira; though her stance and face were that of a very angry, very dangerous person, her tone was perfectly controlled as she said, "Ma'am, now that your arm is splinted, you are free to return to the rest of the people waiting to be offboarded." She moved half a step closer. "Now would be a good time."
The woman and child left; Pira cast one look over her shoulder at Sandy, but didn't dare wave.
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The stone that had been hardening on her skin melted away and Sandy trotted after Anwei looking for another something to help with. "Thank you." She managed.
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She stood and peeped at the top of Sandy's head - no bleeding she could see. "Would you like to distribute more bandages, or help me wipe down some tables?"
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"Whatever we need most, I can help wipe the tables real fast and then go get the bandages?"
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Plastic salad tongs, with the little spoon-and-fork design at the end.
"You pick up the bandages, wipes, anything that's been used, and put it in the bag. Try not to use your hands; there could be shrapnel mixed in some of it. I'll be getting the needles and hemostats and putting them to be sterilized. Once everything is off the table, I'll wipe and we go to the next one."
Her arms were longer, so it made more sense for her to wipe; and she was willing to risk a fingerstick. The sterilization fields were good, but she hoped they also killed prions and shardites.
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"Your hero name must be Lightning, am I right?" she said, deploying another bag to help her clean a table that seemed to have been drenched in pink bile. "You're fast!"
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Last table done; she can seal the bag of tools to be sterilized. "Time for me to get back to the front door, I think. The bandages I put out are there," she points, "and you can put the waste bag on that big X between those two cabinets; Stacy will take it away. Thanks for helping; I mean it. We need all the fast hands we can get."
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Her a hero?
No way.