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FTEC - Tuesday, 08/10

Hawkeye put the call out to his students that anyone wanting to learn what they were going to cover in Friday's class (bone fractures and breaks) should come down, along with anyone who wanted a second (or first) try at CPR. Exam Three was set up with all of the equipment they would need for that. Hawkeye wasn't at the front desk, but there was a nurse on standby and a bell on the desk for anyone to ring if they needed the doctor. Or they could just yell. Worked for his commanding officers.

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For any passers by.

In case they're needed

The room was your standard clinic exam room, but with a dummy on the examination bed for CPR learnin's and plenty of gear for learning about bone fractures and breaks.

Karla showed up after her classes her out. She'd already learned several techniques in this class that she could adopt for Kaeleeran usage and was eager to learn more.

"CPR or fractures?" Hawkeye asked. He might have been not so subtly checking her for any injuries after the weekend.

"Fractures, please," Karla said, showing no signs of visible damage. Unless, of course, she had to twist or stretch the side that had gotten a direct hit from the radscorpion stinger. "And I'm all right, sir. After this weekend, I mean."

"Which definition of 'all right' would that be?" Hawkeye asked as he moved to the fracture supplies. "From experience, your average Fandom High student's definition is usually different to mine."

"The one that involves no lasting damage and nothing I couldn't Heal on my own," Karla admitted frankly. It wasn't like Dr. Pierce couldn't just listen to old podcasts and hear about her getting stabbed by a giant scorpion. "A little emotional trauma that's mostly eased by getting everyone back."

She shrugged. "So, yeah. All right."

"What's a little emotional trauma between friends?" he replied glibly. "Not that I don't have faith in your healing abilities, but can I trust that if there is anything that unexpectedly rears its head that you'll see someone about it?"

"I promise," Karla said, thinking more of Raven than of the clinic.

And, sadly, having no idea just how quickly she'd fulfill that promise.

"And on this island? A little bit of emotional trauma is what makes friends, I've noticed."

"High school is enough pressure for teenagers. Throw in everything that the island comes up with and you have a high intensity environment where you're grappling with things that challenge your world view every morning like clockwork. In situations like that, anyone who's not shooting at you or a complete buffoon can be your best friend."

"And the shooting thing at least leaves some room for future negotiation," Karla added. "Though complete buffoons are pretty much right out."

Momoko was at the clinic, not because she was sick or injured (although technically she was a mass of sore muscles, bruises, cuts, and scrapes under her clothes, as was usual after an invasion) but because she didn't want Doctor Pierce to think she'd skipped class just for the sake of skipping when she really did want to learn.

"Doctor Pierce? I'm sorry for not being in class Friday!" She bowed in apology. "I was out helping with the monsters."

If she smelled a bit more like pain patches and bandages than usual, surely it wouldn't make a difference in learning or apologizing, right?

"Class was canceled," Hawkeye reassured her. "I was giving out extra credit for not getting into any danger," he added, fully realizing that extra credit didn't count in a class that didn't have grades, "but I think you miss out this time. How badly did they bang you up?"

"I'm never going to get extra credit if it means not trying to help keep people safe." Momoko chuckled and rolled her eyes as she pulled up a sleeve to show him some dark bruises and the edge of a pain patch on her shoulder. "I'm not hurt much. The monsters here are stronger than the ones back home, so I'm totally super sore and scratched up, but my costume absorbs lots of the damage. Unless I break something or get shot at, of course."

"By 'not hurt much' can I presume no breaks, head injuries or internal organ damage?"

Momoko blinked in surprise. She'd never actually been asked these questions before. Usually it was just, 'are you okay?' and then people accepting her 'yes, it's just bruises' response.

"Uhm. No breaks! Although I thought I twisted my ankle when I hit that tree the one time and landed funny? But it seems okay." She stuck out her foot and twisted it around. "See? No pain. And my head totally feels fine. How would I know if I have any internal organ damage?"

"You'd see a doctor who would tell you if you have any internal organ damage. Did you?"

"No?" She had the decency to look embarrassed. "I just went home and cleaned up and put on bandages and pain patches, then slept some, and then went back out the next day." Ah, the life of a monster-fighting superhero.

"Pain is usually your body's way of saying 'no, stop, don't do that' and when your body says that, it's usually a good idea to listen. Did you fall from any heights? Or get thrown into anything or hit hard in the back, chest or abdomen?"

That, she was used to people saying.

"It's my job, sir, to keep people safe. Even if I get hurt." She shook her head and smiled. "But I really am fine! I was knocked from the sky a few times? And I got tossed into some trees. Mostly it was a lot of things that bite and had claws or spit acid or stuff, though. And bugs. Lots of creepy gross bugs."

"The stuff nightmares are made of. Falling and trees aren't your friends. If you start noticing tingling in your extremities or aren't feeling right after tomorrow, I want you to come back and get some tests done. The whole point of internal injuries is that they're internal. You can't see them, and sometimes you can't feel them until it's bad."

"Right! I promise, I will come immediately to the clinic!" Momoko nodded, now wondering if she would have to make it a habit to visit the clinic after invasions.

"But it's okay that I just do that when I feel really bad? Because it's totally just some bruises and scratches. Well, and sore arms from using my yo-yo so much."

Back tonight if anyone wants to play!

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