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The Voyages of the Airship "Crimson Lady"
An "Abney Park's Airship Pirates" game
Wee hours of the morning, Crimsom Lady Sickbay
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Wee hours of the morning, Crimsom Lady Sickbay
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22nd-Aug-2013 01:10 pm
"Doctor! Ladies! We have a patient!" Mister Winters' voice rang out across the sickbay.
Illuminated by the flickering light of the open dark lantern held by Little Max, a shirtless body with a bloody back lay limply over Johnathan Winters' shoulder in a fireman's carry.
"And Jack, get off the ceiling and help me lay him down!"
22nd-Aug-2013 07:50 pm (UTC)
Roused from sleep by Johnathan's call, Lily rolls out of her hammock and hurries over, using the light of Little Max's lantern to guide her. She's wearing a shirt and Neobedouin low "indoor boots," her night-time braid, released from its customary bun, falling to her waist.
"What's happened, Mr. Winters?" she inquires, moving over to the basin to wash her hands.
"Iris! I need you! And Marigold, lay out my instruments!"
22nd-Aug-2013 08:27 pm (UTC)
Johnathan lays the young man on his side, with Jack's help. He seems about Johnathan's age, and apparently beaten and scourged.
"I spotted him tied to a mast," pipes up Little Max. "We think he's an Imperial ensign from the
Fires of Brookyland
"Pretty much," says Johnathan. "And we wanted to find out more, so we cut him down and snuck off with him. But he passed out, and well, what do we know?"
23rd-Aug-2013 12:12 am (UTC)
She murmurs acknowledgement, leaning over to check her patient's breathing, pulse and color. "Marigold, get me the wash of thyme. I just made some up the day before last - it's in the blue pot. Iris, I'm going to need a poultice of comfrey root and clean cloths."
23rd-Aug-2013 12:15 am (UTC)
Marigold hands over the pot of herbal wash and a clean, soft cloth. She finishes laying out the instruments on a clean towel and stands by for either Lily or Iris's next order.
23rd-Aug-2013 01:11 am (UTC)
The senior boys get out of the way while Little Max remains close by with the lantern. It being a dark lantern, the light is directional, so Little Max does his best to shine the light where it is useful.
Meanwhile, the other two boys work on getting the sickbay's standard lights lit.
With enough light, the examination goes faster. Nothing seems life-threatening, though the patient is somewhat dehydrated. Lots of bruises and his back will have scarring even with the best of care. Nothing seems to be broken. With proper care, he should recover, and might be up to talking tomorrow if things go well - though given the sad state of his back, he's likely to be pretty out of it from necessary pain medication.
23rd-Aug-2013 01:21 am (UTC)
Iris prepares the poultice, handing it over to Lily. "I'll get the bandages."
23rd-Aug-2013 01:36 am (UTC)
The doctor completes her examination, applying the antiseptic wash and then the poultice. Her brow crinkles as she notes the dryness of his skin. **
He's dehydrated...Did he
faint because of that
She turns to the boys. "Has he been unconscious all this time?"
23rd-Aug-2013 11:53 pm (UTC)
"Jack?" says Johnathan to the nearly invisible boy. "And I'll relay so you can keep working."
Jack stops blending in and twins Johnathan's outfit on his skin.
"He was awake when Jack got to him," Johnathan translates. "He... passed out after Jack helped him to a hiding spot."
"Jack and I retrieved him after Little Max started the smoke going, so I never saw him awake," finishes Johnathan.
24th-Aug-2013 12:47 am (UTC)
"Could be dehydration, or could be from the pain," Lily murmurs, more to herself than her companions. "Marigold, get me the ginger, salts and chamomile...young Mr. Flynn, go to the galley and tell Miss Rose I need sugar and baking soda. Mr. Winters, go to the still room and bring me a pot and my measuring spoons...Iris will show you where they are."
She finishes applying the poultice and bandages and wipes her hands on a clean towel provided by Iris. "Let's spare his back as much as possible...Mr. Draw, there are some blankets in the corner there," she gestures with one hand, "would you bring me one, please?"
27th-Aug-2013 03:01 pm (UTC)
The boys move to comply.
Mister Draw's task is the simplest, so he is the first to arrive at the Doctor's table with his item.
Mister Winters isn't far behind. While the young Mister Flynn does take significantly longer, he does well considering his task.
As for the paitent, he does come to enough to swallow what he's given.
28th-Aug-2013 12:18 am (UTC)
With murmured thanks, the doctor takes the blanket and uses it as a pad to keep her patient on his side, sparing the abused flesh of his back.
Once she has her ingredients, she measures the ginger, salts, sugar and baking soda into the pot, mixing everything together. "Marigold, get me some water. Iris, make an infusion of chamomile, please."
When she has the water, she measures a portion of the mixture in the pot into it, stirring thoroughly. "This will help replace what his body has lost," she says for benefit of the boys. She props her patient's head up gently, feeding him the mixture in small sips. "I know this may not taste good, my lad, but it'll help." Assuming he stays awake long enough, she follows the same procedure with the chamomile tea. "This should help the pain," she says softly.
28th-Aug-2013 08:00 pm (UTC)
The three boys stand together on the side of the room to stay out of the way. They watch Lily and her sisters, with the newest of the three boys also taking glances at his companions - chiefly Jack Draw, who is clad only a skin color imitation of Johnathan's clothing.
Apparently encouraged by the promise of less pain, the patient drinks all of the chamomile tea.
(OOC: could end here)
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