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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!]

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Pain had quickly returned when the effects of Lash's power-up faded. The building wounds, burns and bruises and slices, had taken their toll. And sure enough, he followed the herd into the treatment center without complaint.

As one of the non life-threatening cases, he waited, but that was all right. This time could be well used to search for familiar faces.

The sounds of things being thrown about were heard from this specific side of the room and an obvious struggle was taking place.

"I said I'm fine, go take care of the rest! N-n-no I don't need a shot! I sai-- Owie!" After a few more moments of struggling there was a loud thud and silence.

Took a moment for her to be placed back onto the cot, not being a heavy girl to begin with, and then she was resting. The girl looked like she'd been through hell and back, but not because of any noticeable damage, but because the amount of bandaging that covered a good percentage of her body.

Thick, heavy bandaging covered her entire torso while all of her limbs were bandaged up and carried the heavy smells of ointments and medicine. Even her face was patched up and one eye was covered.

After a bit she woke and wondered if she should simply escape. She was feeling fine and they could be using this cot for others who need it. After all, with the excellent medical crew and her natural regeneration all she needed was rest... but she really didn't want another shot...

So with a heavy sigh the half orc girl simply lay there, crossing her arms and letting out a deep and long sigh. "This is dumb." she grumbled.

"What's dumb?" Zouichi thought he recognized the voice, even if its owner was half-swathed in bandages.

"I assume they wrapped you up like that because you were injured."

Ronnae looks over and blushes, having thought there was no one around.

"W-well yeah, but I'm fine. I was injured but I heal faster. They could be using the resources to help those that need it more."

Ronnae had made sure no one was around when she sneaked out of her room. She quickly went as quietly as possible checking every area to see if she could see how everyone was, with a few people in mind specifically.

After a bit of time and lots of sneaking, she finally found what she was looking. She wore a 'borrowed' medical coat and hat which she wore to try and 'blend in' even if she was still heavily bandaged, which in turn she thought was unnecessary.

Thick, heavy bandaging covered her entire torso while all of her limbs were bandaged up and carried the heavy smells of ointments and medicine. Even her face was patched up and one eye was covered.

She looked at Billy and smiled brightly, happy that he was still with her. "H-hey there, glad you could join me~"

Soren looked even crankier than usual as he moved from cot to cot with his staves, bathing the injured one-by-one in the soft blue-white radiance of his restorative magic. Bones reknitted, lacerations healed, and best of all, it was all fairly mindless work for him.

Which was not to say he enjoyed it. Usually the clerics and priests handled the heavy-duty healing, leaving him to act more or less as he pleased; there were strategies to form and battle plans to be gone over, of course. But he did his best to keep from rolling his eyes in exasperation at the steady stream of patients.

He was not entirely successful.

It had taken several hours for Kang to be removed from the controlled-climate pod he'd been placed in; he'd needed to be warmed up gradually. Once he'd reached a point where he wasn't in danger anymore, he'd been moved to one of the beds so that his minor injuries could be treated. Besides the hypothermia, he hadn't gotten anything more serious than a few lacerations and bruises.

The bed itself was heated, and there was even a UV lamp directed at him. He woke up slowly, about an hour after the medics were done with him, feeling very foggy and lethargic. It took him several seconds to register where he was, and nearly two minutes to remember what had happened to land him in the med bay.

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"Same here; you wouldn't believe how often people try to bandage me or stick me with syringes. Looks like I escaped this time, though."

He paused. "So are you restricted to bed rest or something, or are they going to let you walk around?"

Kang sat up suddenly, and immediately fell back against the bed, cursing at the dizziness that overcame him. He closed his eyes, waiting for it to pass. He couldn't stay there; he needed to find his daughter, make sure she was even still alive. The last he'd seen her, she'd been carried off by Crucible, and there was no telling what might have happened.

As soon as he could move again, he carefully kicked the blanket that had been placed over his lower half off, completely uncaring about his state of undress, and started to try and stand up.

[This one is for Dr. McNinja!]

Dr. McNinja hadn't been able to find anything on Kali. There were simply too many people in the med bay, and too much going on; all Kang could do was hope that she was alright, and wait for her to come to him, or for things to die down enough for news to reach him about her condition.

Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long.

[For Kali!]

Kang drifted in and out of sleep, feeling much better now that he knew his daughter was alright. His clothing had been given back after he'd pointedly told one of the medics blankets didn't do a damn thing to keep him warm, and they'd insisted he at least wear his kilt so his nudity wouldn't offend anyone. Of course, he thought it was entirely stupid, but he'd grudgingly agreed.

He had a few cuts and scrapes, but overall, he looked fine, if not tired.

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Edited 2011-08-29 04:11 (UTC)

She sighed and looked up thoughtfully. "Yeah, I wish I could have escaped this time..." She knew if it hadn't been for them she'd be laying on the planet being piled up with the corpses... specially after that dirty attack from behind...

"I jus' want to see if... if everyone's okay s'all... They threatened me with another shot if I leave... I..." Well this was embarrassing... "I'm sort of.... a-afraid of needles...." Yup...

That was the sound of a nurse entering the room, wasn't it? Billy quickly pushed himself down on the bed, sheet pulled over his shoulders and the bandages there. He was good...deeper, slower breaths...

The hisses in pain didn't help matters. His deception was over, and sure enough, the nurse was right on him. Something about her build was familiar, but he couldn't quite place it...was it the new medic, Tsunade?

No. That voice was Ronnae's. He couldn't help but smile, but even through his blurry vision he saw that something was wrong.

"That's not how patients are supposed to dress."

He frowned a little. "You are? Do they know that?" Keeping your patient in bed was one thing, but if she was afraid of needles, they shouldn't be threatening her with shots to keep her still.

"Well... I just got here, but as far as I know, almost all of the crew got back here in one piece." With one exception, of course. "Kind of tough right now to track down individual people, though, with everyone running around."

"Yeah well, this particular patient wasn't gonna let anyone keep her from seeing her mate, not even if they wave a h-h-hundred n-n-needles!" she said, looking back in case said horrible, terrible, tormenting needles were indeed present. When she noticed it was safe she turned and smiled, caressing Billy's face.

"How are you sweetheart?" She looked concerned, wondering about the extent of his injuries.

"I see," She was relieved... for the most part. Almost all the crew getting back in one piece was making her nervous, but she didn't have anywhere to go right now...

"I don't know if they know, but it sure i-is effective..." She had already gotten one and it wasn't pleasant.

"I'll block those nasty needles," Billy promised, though he might be a little delayed. Those wounds hadn't been simple paper cuts.

And of course she had to ask that right away. He pushed his cheek into her hand, snaking an arm out from under the blanket to touch her wrist. "It's the worst I've felt in a while, actually, but it's getting better all the time."

It was faster than a normal healing, but still enough to bother his impatient self. "You seem much better, though," he laughed, tapping one of the bandages on her face.

As soon as he put one leg off the side of the bed a pair of hands took hold of his foot and put it back where it belonged. Doc settled a firm hand on Kang's shoulder.

"Whoa there," he cautioned, pushing his patient back to the bed. "I think it's a little soon to be going anywhere."

It had taken her some time, after the battle was over, to find her way down to the medical bay where she was certain her father must have been taken. Her own minor injuries had been tended to, and while she might be a little unsteady on her feet, she could at least make it to the medbay to assure her father of her condition.

Muscles she had not been aware of ached and burned with overuse from the wild ride dragon back, her shoulders throbbed dully from the unfamiliar weight of the rifle, and one of her wings had been wrenched unpleasantly during flight. It would take a few days before it recovered enough for her to risk using it again. Her head throbbed, exhaustion making her vision dance and her hands were nearly numb from the constant motions of firing the rifle. She felt like she could easily hibernate for a few weeks. Though overall, she felt satisfied. Exhausted, but satisfied, like she had just seen a battle through to its end.

It was likely a bad sign that she hoped he was still asleep, to give her more time to discover an explanation for Crucible. How could she explain something she did not understand? How could she explain the raw terror and excitement of the offer. The chance to do what none of her race had ever thought to attempt before? How could she put into words the power of the moment she had accepted, or each rushed, chaotic moment of the battle from dragonback?

She blew out a breath, feeling slightly ill, though she was not certain if that was nerves or the aftereffects of the battle, and stepped around the divider, peering at her father cautiously, barely making a sound.

"Papa?"

She frowned, worried about him, but she wouldn't fuss over him and make him uncomfortable... at least for now. Leaning down, she placed a soft kiss on his lips before smiling.

"I'm fine, nothing I can't handle," she teased, even if it had been a close call. Her damage had been sever and fatal. If it hadn't been for her insane strength, resilience and regeneration, she would be part of the pile of bodies right about now.

Billy had strength for that much. He tilted his head up and offered that loving welcome kiss they'd promised beforehand. This was definitely worth the wait, and all the sweeter that he didn't have to worry anymore.

"...this isn't exactly how I imagined the triumphant reunion," he admitted, eyes still fixed on her. "This is all I have," he noted, gesturing to the bed space beside him. "It's not much, but...I'm in it," he joked. Referring to the partitioned area, of course. "It adds to the atmosphere."

Kang was worn out enough that he couldn't muster the energy to push back against the human's hand effectively, and he growled, "I can't stay here, I need to find her. I need to know she's alright!" He attempted to move again, fighting the weariness and the dizzy spell threatening to overwhelm him.

She was alive. She was alive, and she looked like she hadn't been hurt too badly.

Kang breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pull Kali into a tight hug, half out of the physical comfort and half out of the need for something to stabilize himself with the dizzy spell movement had caused. "You're okay. I saw you - you got picked up - you're okay."

Sam would be remiss if he didn't make some rounds to check on his more seriously injured patients. So when he came through the curtain, he stayed quiet, not wanting to wake him if he was sleeping. Fortunately, he wasn't.

"Councillor Kang, I'm glad to see you up again," he offered an encouraging smile, still looking drained himself. Once he'd checked on everyone, he'd have a nip and a nap.

"...Dr. Henderson," Kang nodded in greeting. "You have any idea when I can get the hell out of here? I'm just tired, and I can sleep in my own bed just fine."

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