fandom_clinic | FTEC, Sunday [8/8]

Where Ellie was trying to find distractions.

When the tears no longer gave up any more people, Beka had gotten up. She'd wanted to go find Jonas, both relieved that he wasn't among the folk returning and worried at what it might mean otherwise. None of the groups had spoken of someone being left behind, so she took that as good news.

She'd go find him in a moment, once she had the two blackened wounds on her left arm and shoulder looked at. It'd not do to scare him looking the way she did right now.

She glanced around the lobby for someone to help, a little nervous as this world's medicine was unfamiliar to her and she was wishing for her own world's healers.

Ellie, still unaware that the missing had returned, would try her best to help. At least this patient had arrived on her own and wasn't unconscious.

"What happened?" she asked, making her way over to Beka to inspect the wounds.

A lot and it made her dizzy to think of it.

The wounds were wrapped with dirty, torn up sheets. Two slashes; one on her left arm and one on her left shoulder. It looked much like someone had attacked her with a hot poker. Except that it had been hooks instead of pokers.

"It happened a day ago," she said. "We were attacked by a group of beings, they fell from the ceiling on top of us and had steel weapons as if they'd been held in a fire too long. I tried to clean it, but there wasn't much beside water."

Ellie winced a bit because that sounded extremely unpleasant. "Well, let's get you into an exam room (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/638155.html?thread=12124107#t12124107) so I can get a better look."

She hoped the wounds weren't severe enough to require extensive burn treatment. She may need to get one of the medically trained doctors for that. Basic treatment she could handle.

When she hadn't been one of the people milling around the lobby, Chuck had taken his next best guess, and before anything else, though exhausted bruised and achy, he made his way down to the clinic.

First things first, there was family to check on.

"Oh my God, Chuck!" Ellie was getting ready to head out to find him. So when he showed up at the clinic just then, she was just so relieved. So much that she rushed over and hugged him right away. There might have been a few tears of relief as well. She'd just blame allergies. Maybe.

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Chuck managed an exhausted smile on seeing Ellie, wrapping his arms around her and clinging just a little. It was good to be back and safe, and know she was too.

"It's almost like you missed me here," he said, going for a little levity.

"How'd you guess?" Ellie said, joking a bit in response. Then, honestly, she added, "I was so worried. I had no idea where you were and...I'm just so glad you're safe now. Are you hurt at all?"

Once the machine was back together, Anakin staggered into the clinic covered in gore (mostly something else's) and blood (sadly, mostly his). "A little help, please?" he gasped out.

Martha had been letting Ellie handle things while she checked on supplies, but Anakin looked a little too hurt for her to just stand by. "What happened," she said, going over to give him a hand and try to keep him steady.

"One of those winged bastards," Anakin said. "It got my chest and back, but I think all of my internals are where they're supposed to be."

It was sad that Anakin had been injured enough that he knew that off the top of his head.

"All right," Martha said, relieved that he didn't sound so bad. "Come (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/638155.html?thread=12134091#t12134091) with me and I'll take a look."

Emma wandered in sometime later in the afternoon, after she'd had a chance to shower and change. She'd shredded her towel, trying to dry off (wipe down?) her hair, but at least the dirt was off.

"Hello. I rather find myself between a rock and a hard place right now."

Yes, Emma thought she was ~~punny~~ funny.

"At least you're conscious this time?" Ellie said, blinking a few times. She'd seen weirder things, though. "What happened?"

"Alex dropped a building on me." Yes, it was totally his fault. He'd accused her of having a tantrum. "Next thing I knew, I was under rubble and very very shiny."

"Unfortunately, I can't seem to change back and my telepathy's missing. If you can confirm whether or not I'm actually dying of some freak radiation or something horrible, that would be nice."

"Or at least tell me what I'm made out of. That would be nice."

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Hawkeye was again in Exam Three, his makeshift bedroom (until a patient needed it). He alternated between sleeping and reading to pass the time and not think about what was going on outside.

Ellie gathered supplies needed to clean wounds and treat minor burns. She'd go find one of the doctors if needed.

Beka settled on the bed, looking around at the strange equipment. She felt a tight knot in her stomach, but Pounce jumped up on the bed and curled up in her lap, purring comfortingly.

"Is everyone well here?" she asked, not having spoken to anyone who'd remained here. A magpie gave very little information.

"It's been surprisingly quiet here in the clinic," Ellie replied as she starting tending the arm wound. "Were you...one of the missing?"

She figured as much since it appeared the other girl wasn't aware of things that happened here the past few days.

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