Day 65: 3rd Shift: Courtyard

[redcladidealist]

[From here.]

It was chilly out in the courtyard, making Lloyd glad for the odd but relatively warm clothing he'd found himself in when he woke up. He could have stay inside the building, he knows. His nurse had told him he had a choice of several rooms he could eat his lunch in, if he wanted. The cold felt good, though, and the tree he was sitting against felt solid and comfortable. He still felt lost, but trying to get straight answers from the nurse was frustrating. The man had retreated to let him eat in peace, promising to come back when Lloyd was finished and he'd had a chance to "clear his head." The teen was just fine with that.

Lunch itself was actually pretty good. He'd gotten a chicken sandwich, and his spirits lifted a little when he saw that there was a brownie with it. It had taken him a minute to figure out the box with juice inside, having never encountered anything like that before, but after that it was easy to just settle down and enjoy his food.

Well, for the most part. Worry for his Dad still ate at him, and he had no idea where any of his friends were. He still felt a little off, too, like some intangible part of him was missing or weakened, but he chalked that up to leftover side effects of whatever it was Yuan had done to him. He was confident that would disappear soon enough, once he finished recovering. He already felt well enough that as soon as he was done eating, he was determined to leave. If his doctor had his things, he'd ask for them first, and maybe he could talk to some of the other people here, see if they knew anything that could help, but one way or another, he needed to find his friends and make sure his Dad was all right.


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Comments

[nobleman]

The fact that none of them had seen Tear, despite at least a few of them looking, was something to worry about. Tear was hardly unreliable, so if she'd been around, she would have shown herself by now. That meant she was either sick, sleeping, or gone, and Guy didn't like any of those options.

"In other words, we're going to need to find someone who would be able to cut you guys open without maiming you, and then someone to heal you up afterward." That was a lot to get together in just a few days, and in reality they had no idea how much time they were working with. It was honestly a bit overwhelming.

Still, he wasn't about to give up now. "If we split up the work, we might be able to do this, though. Anise, you have some medical supplies stored away, don't you? Do you think we'll need more if we go through with this?" It was hard to talk about it as a reality, but Guy didn't think they could ignore it at this point. They were going to have to do something.

[gald_digger]

Anise had been hoping for a doctor too, but it didn't sound like Claude knew any, and with no one offering up names, it looked like the present company didn't, either.

So they needed someone to operate. Anise wasn’t sure she liked her options. Out of the people who knew she was sick, there was Guy, who could barely get near her without shaking, Claude, who needed to be treated himself, and Luke, who… well, was Luke. Maybe beggars couldn’t be choosers, and maybe they’d find someone else. Maybe Tear would show up soon, and they could at least have one less thing to worry about.

She really missed the Colonel right then.

As for supplies... "I've got medicine, bandages, and disinfectants. If we use one of the operating rooms here, we can probably find the rest of what we need." Actually, she could think of several places that were probably equipped for operations. The biggest hurdle was going to be finding a pair of steady hands.

[dispersive]

"Alright--" Even if he wasn't really on board with this whole idea, the replica had none of his own to contribute. For now, he would go along until another solution presented itself. He seriously hoped it did. "--if Anise knows where to find more supplies, I can back her up.

"And, Guy, you've been here longer, so you must know a lot of people. Think you can find someone with some medical experience? We've got a healer..." Unless Tear continued to remain elusive. "I saw some people looking for healers and doctors on the bulletin board earlier, though I don't know if they found any..."

[nobleman]

Talking this all out was at least helping Guy to get his thoughts in order. While it also made it clear just how limited they were when it came to resources, some of it was in their control, such as finding supplies. But that didn't solve the problem of who would operate and who would then be able to heal things up afterward.

Still, they had to start somewhere, and Luke was offering out ideas. Guy latched onto that. "If we head for the medical wing, we can divide our efforts. Some of us could go search for more supplies -- the sort of stuff needed for surgery -- and also a place to do this." It was becoming more and more of a reality, but Guy didn't know how else to handle the situation.

"And I know Claude thought we should try the x-ray machine one more time, so maybe one of us could go with him to run another test. And we can all keep an eye on the bulletin board for any healers or doctors, right?" It gave them a few starting points, at least.

Guy realized that they might not be able to find a professional and that it might be up to him and Luke to remove whatever was in Anise and Claude's stomachs. He didn't know if he was really prepared for something like that, but they might reach a point where he had no choice. Would Luke be capable of it? Guy eyed his friend as he thought it over.