Nightshift 30: M35, Clinic

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

Oh. Oh dear. Despite knowing little of the man on the radio in a personal sense, the news hit him hard. He wasn't sure if it was true, but... why would the doctor lie? If it weren't true, they'd find out easily enough, so it would be pointless. Right?

Oh, he was a horrible man! A part of Tamaki wished that he could fight, so he could help take down that awful person himself. But he knew it was just a flight of fancy. But what would they do now? Without any clues at all?

Sighing, he hung up the sign for the clinic. He needed to talk to Ed so badly, but he had his duties here. Even if he wasn't the best or the fastest, he could still do things. And he had to. So he sat down and waited, for either arrivals or some contradiction to what the Head Doctor had said.

Just in case.

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[uruz-vii.livejournal.com]

[From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/303919.html?thread=24833839#t24833839)]

Sousuke wasn't about to wait around in the hallway while he knocked on the door of, what he had come to understand as, a public place. He simply opened the door and steered Miku inside.

"Forgive the intrusion," Sousuke barked automatically. Formal as always. "We are not injured--," Yet. "We are seeking information." It was at this point that Sousuke realized Tamaki was alone in the room. Well, that had backfired a bit.

"Hinasaki wishes to speak with a patient named Alfons or Ritsuka. Do you know where we might find them, Tamaki?"

[rope-victim.livejournal.com]

Miku looked up at Tamaki, hopeful, through her bangs. "I'm sorry to bother you," she apologized gently, and dipped her face down to hide the bright red tattoos in her hair.

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

"Oh!" Tamaki was startled by the sudden intrusion - mainly because it was neither one of the healers or anyone in need of healing - and blinked. He'd been rather lost in thought.

"Oh! Ritsuka-kun left already, he didn't say where he was going. And Alfons-kun... I only saw him today before showers. I don't know where he is. I'm sorry I can't be more help...."

[contentincloset.livejournal.com]

He saw that two others were moving out from the door when they reached their destination and took advantage of their leaving the door open to enter. There was someone there, a boy, who bore a striking resemblance to Fai only younger (and who, of course, wasn't covered in blood either). Despite having seen the sign marking this place as the Clinic, he had his doubts since there was only a young boy present in the room.

Whatever the case, Fai still needed to be seen to or at least set down somewhere so he could rest, and this place was as good as any. "Oy, is this the 'clinic'?" he asked merely for the sake of getting some confirmation on it. He didn't wait for an answer before carrying Fai in though as it was safer to be in a room opposed to out in the hallway.

[not-rly-fai.livejournal.com]

Tired as he was, he managed to stay awake as they made their way to the clinic. He could see as much as sense that there were no healers here, not with any magical ability at least. Just the same young boy he'd seen working a couple nights back when he'd dropped off Captain Jack. Yuuhi was quiet, after being berated again by Kurogane, and he didn't have much strength left for protest.

By way of greeting, he held up his good arm in a brief wave before he let it drop back down to his chest. It was difficult to move much else.

[forgot-my-life.livejournal.com]

Takaya glowered, not at anyone in particular, it just seemed to be his default expression of late. There was some blond guy in the clinic who didn't look hurt, so hopefully he'd be useful.

Takaya hung back by the door without blocking it, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched to room. This was exactly the kind of crap he had been trying to avoid.

[hamenleai.livejournal.com]

[Coming from here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/301449.html?thread=25167497#t25167497)]

Shana slipped into the room serving as the clinic, hoping things weren't too busy tonight. "Tamaki?" she called out as she half-dragged Shadow in with her, leaving the door open behind her for Valyn. "Can we get some help? We ran into a hungry cat and Shadow got hurt."

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'll be with you in just a moment!" Tamaki called. "I'm so very sorry, it's just me right now... please, put him on the other bed and if you can get him cleaned and bandaged, I can see him when I'm done here!"

[valyns-shadow.livejournal.com]

Shadow let Shana lead him over to one of the beds. He sat down, grateful for the mattress since he didn't think he would be able to stand for long. His arm was throbbing and the pounding still hadn't eased in his head. Shadow had been hurt badly before but he never thought he'd been hurt like this. He reached out a hand and grabbed Valyn's arm, needing his cousin at the moment.

[bored-narrator.livejournal.com]

[from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/301449.html?thread=25120649#t25120649)]

[ooc: Is here okay? Or should I move him into a thread? :\]

Kyon peeked out his door, thanking his eyesight for no longer requiring a flashlight, and made his way to Tamaki's room. He noticed the sign tacked up on the door, reading 'Clinic' and smiled a bit. At least business was booming, right?

Upon opening the door, Kyon saw that Tamaki had a few patients. He could smell the blood in the air, a little thicker than outside, but at least tolerable thanks to his snack earlier. It would be a while before he himself got checked out, so ...he could help right? He had said he would try.

"Tamaki?"

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

(Here is fine!)

"Ah! Kyon-kun!" Tamaki flailed some as someone else who wasn't one of his healers came in. Where were they? What had happened? Now he was getting worried.

"I'm terribly sorry, I'm very busy right now! Please just have a seat, I'll be with you as soon as I can!"

[bored-narrator.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, they really were busy. Was he on his own tonight? Kyon looked around and took a deep breath, shaking his head. "I'm only here for a check up." He shut the door behind him.

"What can I do to help?"

[trelesekrayotre.livejournal.com]

Tear opened the door slowly, turning off her flashlight as she took a glance inside. There seemed to be a fair number of people within the room and some looked pretty beaten up as well. This looked like the right place.

Everyone seemed a bit busy though. But she had to help how she could. She stepped fully inside the room and then closed the door behind her. She didn't know anyone in the room. How exactly was this going to work? She was careless and didn't plan this far, though hopefully that wouldn't be too large of a flaw.

"Excuse me," She said to no one in particular. She still wasn't sure how grand this idea was. Wasn't it a bit soon? She didn't even know her new limits yet. "I'm a healer. I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help." Clearly there was something she could do, but she would rather be given instructions. She didn't know what condition or what kind of help anyone within the room had already received. Therefor, good old orders would have to do to keep things more productive.

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

"Oh!"

Tamaki turned and nodded emphatically at the new arrival. "Oh yes, my lady, we can use you! Please... can you do anything for internal injuries?" If she did... oh, he would feel so much better! He was still worried about Fai's internal bleeding...

[trelesekrayotre.livejournal.com]

Definitely should have checked her capabilities before coming. But it was a bit late now, and learning as things went wasn't the worst idea. Internal wounds were serious, she had to try her best. He wouldn't have asked if there were others at hand, after all.

She gave a quick nod. "I dont' know. I haven't tried it yet, but regardless I'll see if I can help. Where are they?" It wasn't like she would just leave someone injured. There was a chance it may work, enough for Tear to not exactly start waving the white flag. Even if she couldn't manage healing an internal wound it wouldn't necessarily backfire so it was worth a shot.

[cnflctofintrst.livejournal.com]

The scent of blood was the first thing Mello noticed when he opened the door, though he processed it with the same detachment he'd feel for the smell of sweat or mold. Although he'd only been in the hallway for a few seconds, the bright light made him blink, and when he scanned the room he saw more than enough blood to justify the overpowering smell. There were a lot of people crowded into the small space, most of them uninjured, but it was possible that none of them knew what they were doing. While his knowledge of medicine and anatomy was more theory than practice, traumatic injury had been especially important in forensics and criminal investigation. In other words, he'd worked damn hard to learn it, and it wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Mello had always assumed that his best qualities were innate: speed of thought, deductive skill, and the ability to think on his feet. Active intelligence. Kinetic intelligence. Factual knowledge was like ammo, and although it was smart to keep a large supply at hand, all the bullets in the world wouldn't help you if you didn't know how to aim. He couldn't remember the last time he'd drawn on this much textbook information in one day, but he had a feeling he'd been using a number two pencil.

Those all-nighters were finally paying off with something more than frustration and homicidal fantasies.

"Tamaki?" Mello said as he stepped in and nudged the door shut with his foot. "I figured you might be shorthanded, and I know a lot about this kind of stuff. Anything I can do to help?" With luck, he'd be able to make himself useful before asking to borrow a scalpel, but if not, he'd repay his debt the following night. He didn't want to gain a reputation as a freeloader, but Tamaki had seemed nice enough at breakfast.

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

Tamaki had set the healer to seeing what she could do about Fai's internal injuries when the door opened yet again, and yet again it wasn't anyone Tamaki would expect at the clinic.

"Ah! Mello-kun!" He smiled a bit tiredly as the other young man entered, glad that he immediately asked if he could help, rather than display some gruesome injury he needed treating. "Oh! Thank you so much! I think we're actually alright...ah, unless you can stitch someone up?" His gaze slid to the group of Valyn, Shana and Shadow. "They won't let Kyon or I anywhere near him, and even though he keeps saying he's fine, he needs to be stitched up properly!"

Honestly, Tamaki did know what he was doing! And he had a very steady and neat hand, too! There was no need to be so very hostile about something so simple as stitches!

[cnflctofintrst.livejournal.com]

"Mhm. I can do that."

Mello was familiar with the type, being that type himself, and was confident he could deal with it. He scanned the room for the patient in question. Everyone injured seemed to be stable but miserable, so he looked for whoever seemed stable, miserable, and untreated.

"Where's the stuff?" he asked. That was what was important. If he was holding some kind of useful tool when he woke up, would it return in his bedroom with him?

[grosse-sklaven.livejournal.com]

((From here. (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/301449.html?thread=25458313#t25461641) ))

Well... here they were. The clinic. Ironic how Adelheid had first thought it was just busy-work for Tamaki to keep him from the fighting, and yet now it was something he might just need. The painkillers, at least, would be good; Adelheid was biting down a scream every time he accidentally put weight on his leg.

Balancing himself on his spear and on Edward Elric's shoulder, Adelheid limped into the clinic, glancing around for a place to rest or sit or something. And for the certain blue-eyed blond who was almost certainly in this place.

[the-clown-king.livejournal.com]

"Adel-kun!"

It didn't take long for Adel to catch Tamaki's attention, simply by entering. The blond rushed over, stained with blood and medical cleaners and looking on the tired side.

"What happened? Oh dear, here, get him in and settled! Everyone else is being seen to right now, you're terribly lucky! I don't have any staff right now!" Not real staff, anyway. He didn't know the girl he'd sent to see to Fai, and Kyon wasn't really trained, and the closest thing right now was Mello.

[lost-metal.livejournal.com]

Ed flashed a brief smile at his... his boyfriend before turning his attention back to the matter at hand. He helped to guide Adel over to one of the beds, glancing around briefly at the other people in the room. Quite a few people by the look of it.

"He needs a splint and some sntiseptic," Ed said, getting down to business. He hadn't trained in medicine, but he'd looked up a hell of a lot in the time he'd ben trying to help Al and he'd picked up the basics in order to deal with sensei and her cruel and unusual training methods.

[rubbermancan.livejournal.com]

((From here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/301449.html?thread=25358217#t25358217).))

"Hey!" Luffy said, perhaps a little too loudly as they entered the room. "This is the clinic, right? Which means there're doctors, right? My nakama are hurt, so you gotta take a look at 'em for me!" He was totally willing to do whatever he could to help, too, even if it meant drawing silly things on his face to try to cheer people up.

Too bad Chopper wasn't around, though. Luffy doubted any doctor here would be as awesome as a cool, seven-transformations reindeer.

[navigating.livejournal.com]

Nami took this opportunity to shift her weight off of Zoro. He didn't need the extra weight on him anyway. Even though she was weak from fever, now she could spend her time leaning against walls and the stick from her closet. Or there was room on a bed.

"...I remember.. less than you all, unfortunately," she said to Zoro while they were waiting to be seen. A shipwright, eh? She couldn't even fathom what the Knock Up Stream (and whatever these guys had done to it after the point she remembered) had done to the poor ship. Merry had needed repair even then. "I hope I'm able to meet him at some point. ..There aren't any more, are they?"

She still had her reservations about being taken into a patient-run clinic, though. What sort of payment would they require? Nami needed everything she had right now.

Feverish and sweaty from her tousle with Eve, she coughed slightly. She certainly wasn't as bad off as Sanji, but she could use a good sit-down.

[i-promised.livejournal.com]

"If Franky showed up..." The swordsman wondered how he should phrase that part. There'd be a hole in the wall... "We'd probably know."

Zoro let Luffy do all the attention grabbing, content with watching Nami and making sure she didn't follow Sanji's example. It was doubtful, of course. From the looks of things, the chef had done the expected and taken all the blows.

"Nah, none that I remember." Though he wouldn't be surprised if there were others. Luffy was unpredictable that way. "How much less?" he asked, still casually holding on to Sanji. Like Nami, Zoro was somewhat suspicious of the clinic, though his thoughts ran more along the lines of their collective safety and security. He didn't trust these people, plain and simple. His instinct told him not to.

Gaze touching on everyone in the small but crowded room, Zoro stayed on the wall next to Nami and kept to his subtle observations. Kurogane was there-- the man was easy to spot-- but Zoro merely closed his eyes and listened to the sounds around them.

[iamyourflower.livejournal.com]

From Here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/304693.html?thread=25108277)

Anthy found the room with little trouble, though it took her a long time as she favored her broken ribs. She felt a little uneasy intruding, now that she was here in person.

"Pardon me," She said, opening the door tentatively with Relena behind her.