Holes and Patches [OPEN FREE FOR ALL]

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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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[morphitudinous]

"You too," Billy smiled. With the incredible odds they'd come up against, all things considered, it could have been much worse.

That part still worried him, though. He'd looked around, but seen no sight of them since being admitted. "We got each other here, and now they're being cared for. I want to go see them soon."

But he knows he shouldn't.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"You will," he responded. "Or they'll come see you, if they're outta bed first. How did your mechs hold up?"

[morphitudinous]

"They're still intact," Billy said, grateful for that much. "But they sustained heavy damage. I'll be repairing them for weeks."

And he didn't look forward to that at all. He carefully propped himself up, trying to peek around the curtain. "Or maybe I can ask. Someone has to know. Lash sustained the heaviest damage, we just barely brought her in in time."

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Can't round up a bunch of mechanics to help with that? I'd offer ... but I'm not reeeeeally too good at the repair stuff." And he was used to having his own mechanics on his ship taking care of all that. He knew a lot of the in and outs of his own unit, handy because where he was now, nobody else did, so supervision helped.

Jr. raised his eyebrows, looking concerned. "Lash?" He peeked over his shoulder, trying to follow Billy's gaze. He knew what he wanted to do, and to be perfectly honestly, Jr. would have been acting the same way. "Well, I'm not gonna be the guy to stop you if you want to take a look around at the other beds - I'd do that, too, to be truthful. She doesn't seem like the type to be down for too long, though."

[morphitudinous]

"I could. There might be a few that have learned about our mecha, but I know the most about them. The bulk of the work's going to be mine"

As soon as he was declared healthy enough to, he planned to start just that. For now, though, he had friends to worry about. Slowly, carefully, he sat upright and started readying himself to move. "How many others do you have to check on?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Ah, a few." He gave Billy a small, obvious shrug and let out a sigh. "There were a ton of people I didn't even see during the fighting, so I guess you can say I'm making my rounds. Of course ... that dragon we ran into-- Crucible, right? If anything happened to him the medbay's not really big enough for a dragon."

[morphitudinous]

"That's a problem," Billy thought, his mind filling with worry. "Where would he be treated, then? In a Sensorium, the city?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"Who knows? Those sound like good ideas, though."

He shook his head. "But let's not assume the worst. He's probably fine!"

[morphitudinous]

"I just want to be sure," Billy worried, looking down at his omnicom. "I keep looking for clues---waiting to see if anyone else is badly hurt."

If anyone else died.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

A pause, and then a small nod. "Yeah. I'll make sure I keep an eye out for him. He shouldn't be too hard to find, that one."

"... looks like there's a pretty big number who got knocked around pretty badly. But I haven't heard anything more than that."

Yet.

[morphitudinous]

"That's a small relief, at least." Billy looked slightly less pained now that he knew. His friends were more likely to be safe, right?

"I think I should probably see for myself." With some effort, he swung to sit upright and place his feet on the floor. "You can go, don't worry about me."

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

Jr. didn't make a move to push him back down - being the worrisome doctor wasn't his job anyway. But he did take a step forward. "You sure you're okay to walk? If you need a hand..."

[morphitudinous]

"Well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"

Bracing himself for incoming pain, Billy placed one hand against the wall and pushed upward. He winced---yes, it did hurt, his back was burning---but he was able to do it. No permanent damage to his mobility seemed to be present.

"I think I'll make it." He reached a hand back and lifted a sheet, twisting it over his bandages and hospital clothes to gain some sense of warmth. Next came the glasses, and the world was clearer. "You can go ahead, it's not as bad as I feared."