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Entry tags:
- !location: med bay,
- !status: open,
- aibghalien marsai,
- aqua,
- billy cranston,
- dr mcninja,
- eleventh doctor,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kali,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kon-el,
- martha jones,
- morgan knight,
- nightwing,
- nokosi,
- rachel berenson,
- ren akiyama,
- river song,
- ronnae,
- rory williams,
- samuel henderson,
- shoutarou hidari,
- tana moon,
- the master,
- tim drake/red robin,
- victoria waterfield
Holes and Patches [OPEN FREE FOR ALL]
After the battle, the warriors' task was over. Their job, for now, was to rest and recover for the time being.
The healers' job, on the other hand, was far from over. Some exhausted from the battle, others rotating in, they took to their bay and continued the process of treating the wounded. Some patients were free to leave in a few minutes, while others would have some time (or quite some time) on the cots. Their mission: relax. Stay as still as possible.
Unfortunately, the temptation of so many familiar faces alive and about would ultimately prove to be too great. Keeping track of this group was going to be a third task all its own.
[this is a free for all for all your injured! Have them socialize, be thorns in the medics' side, try to escape, or bring the medics together for some action. Just note in your post if you'd like a medic to visit your character---if not, it's time for a chat!]
The healers' job, on the other hand, was far from over. Some exhausted from the battle, others rotating in, they took to their bay and continued the process of treating the wounded. Some patients were free to leave in a few minutes, while others would have some time (or quite some time) on the cots. Their mission: relax. Stay as still as possible.
Unfortunately, the temptation of so many familiar faces alive and about would ultimately prove to be too great. Keeping track of this group was going to be a third task all its own.
[this is a free for all for all your injured! Have them socialize, be thorns in the medics' side, try to escape, or bring the medics together for some action. Just note in your post if you'd like a medic to visit your character---if not, it's time for a chat!]
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He kept his tone casual, masking the fear that he really had. He knew the doctors and other medics would fix his knee, but it would be a while before he could fight again. And combined with his fear that he was losing control of Darkwing, he couldn't afford to go weeks or months without fighting and only doing physical therapy.
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She had a feeling he was masking something while she bit down a bit on her lower lip. All she really wanted to do was help out, even if she was going to run the risk of exhausting herself out more than she was going to.
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But at the same time, there was that stupid, stubborn part of him that insisted that he had to do it on his own. It was a matter of pride.
"No," he said at last. "Save your strength. I'll get through this. I always do."
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So, Plan B! She took a small breath and, well--
"Pleaaaaaaaase?" Her eyes got wide and she pulled a little lip quiver with a small whine behind it.
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