animus_network | 🌙 003 EMERGENCY [text]

I have training in medical affairs- are the injuries supernatural or common place?

Edited 2012-07-07 00:59 (UTC)

Common. I think he's got internal bleeding but there's no trace of trauma so it's hard to say. I tried a healing spell but he doesn't look much better.

I am more adept at dealing with injuries caused by demons but I can try my best at assisting. My Name is Yukio Okumura. I will be there shortly.

Thank you. We'll be there.

[Within ten minutes there was a rather curt sounding knock on the door of 3-18 before Yukio stuck his head in.]

Hello?

*Dojima arrived from the hallway and opened the door wider for the both of them.* You're Okumura?

[Yukio lightly nods and holds up his small first aid kit.]

One of them, at least. My niisan doesn't have the temperament nor abilities to be a doctor. I have brought along some of my basic medical supplies with a few others- You said something about spells not working?

[Please ignore the fact that this 15 year old is helping you.]

*Given that his 17 years old nephew rescued him from the TV, he's okay with that. Maybe you're a genius, and he has no one else to turn to.*

I casted something that's supposed to heal, but it doesn't look like it helped much at all. He's still pale, cold and half-unconscious.

{Yukio gave a curt head nod reaffirming the details that Ryotaro gave him, while his dark green-blue eyes looked his patient over scanning for any visible clues to help him out.]

As far as your helping abilities- are they meant for superficial wounds or internal wounds?

*Enoch doesn't have many clues as he is - other than those Dojima already told him. His fitness sees to not hyperventilating, as others in shock might - one less tell.*

[Well shit. Naoya will just grab some needles and thread from the workshop and gauze at the infirmary and stop at a terminal on the way there.]

Give me five minutes.

He's not going anywhere.

[Naoya heads up to the dormitory and quickly finds the appropriate room, knocking on the door.]

Open up.

*Dojima quickly walks in from a small alcove up the hallway and unlocks the door for Naoya.* Thanks for coming.

*Enoch is lying in bed, somewhere between sleep and wakefulness. He's so emotionally drained from his whole ordeal that the blood loss really is only helping his body catch up to that. He blinks rapidly, trying to make himself more alert as he hears his ancestor's voice. He opens his mouth and almost calls his name, but remembers before he can make a sound that he wanted to be called something else in the company of others.

What was it...?*

It's fine. My name is Naoya, by the way.

[Naoya heads over to where Enoch is, looking down at him. Tch...]

What did you manage to get yourself into? You look a mess...

[He attempts to take a look at the worst wounds, to see what he can manage to do with them. If they're not closed, he'll prepare to sew them shut before using a spell.]

The twenty first floor...I didn't expect the...the task to be so difficult for... *For a mere meal, but he can't think of the words. He's tired, but fights for consciousness.

*He's sweating, has an unhealthy pallor, and his body isn't warm enough to the touch. There's a hint of a bruise starting at his side that is mostly hidden by his jeans. There seem to be no open wounds at all - though if Naoya tries to get him to bend at the waist a small distension will become visible near the starting bruise.*

[He touches Enoch's forehead, and then looks over him, trying to figure out what's going on. The bruise makes him pause, and he has Enoch try to sit up so he can take a look at what the body is doing.]

[The distension makes him sigh. It's unlikely in normal circumstances, but combined with everything else, especially the signs of blood loss -]

There was payment involved, wasn't there?

[He moves Enoch to lie down again.]

Even if I sewed you up, which would require me to open you up in the first place, it's unlikely that you'd recover quickly. It might be easier to simply speed your own death and return here.

Speed... are you insane??? I thought you were gonna help him!!!

[He just laughs softly.]

As a matter of fact, many people would say yes, I am. But sometimes death is the better option - especially in a place like this, where death means little.

*Dojima is holding back not to punch Naoya in the face and kick him out. His voice is ice cold when he speaks.* Explain yourself.

... Ah. Someone didn't tell you, I guess. If you die here, you wake up back in your bed, fully healed, as if nothing happened.

How is that even possible?!

No idea. But you might as well use a tool as long as you have access to it.

We can't kill an innocent man!

*Enoch is silent as they talk, his mind wandering. Eventually, he gets to a train of thought that is somewhat coherent, in all his various types of fatigue. He doesn't know if he wants to do that or not. He knows he'd come back, logically. But he also knew, logically, that the dead went safely on their way to Heaven for sorting into Sheol and subsequent reincarnation if they desired. And it still hurt when they left him. Still hurt enough to make him cling to the immortals in his life the way he did.

When it came to death, logic tended to take a backseat. And ever since he'd bonded with immortals, he did not know that he wanted to die. To subject them to the pain he'd felt.

Even though...they were gone...*

I...died twice in trying to complete the task. I don't...I don't know that I want to die again...

As if anyone is truly innocent. And it's quite easy to do. Still...

[He turns back to Enoch now that he's spoken.]

I'd have to perform surgery, and my techniques of such are not... up to date. It would be likely that you would die during the process. Unless... hm.

[He looks back at Dojima.]

What treatment have you given him already, if any?

I cast Mediarahan on him. It didn't look like it helped much. *Dojima is trusting you less and less here, Naoya.*

[That's okay, he doesn't trust anyone. But he pauses.]

... Good. That should have stopped the bleeding, though it won't heal the blood loss. There's still a risk of him tearing it open again.

[He puts a hand on Enoch's forehead and casts another Mediarahan, taking a deep breath.]

He'd probably need a transfusion, but the tools simply aren't here. Raising his feet and keeping him warm should stave off shock, however.

Shit. *Of course, he should have done so already. He pulled the covers from under Enoch carefully, then used the pillow to prop his feet up before covering him warmly, even taking a cover from his own bed to lay it over Enoch.*

And now we wait?

Mostly. Without a transfusion, his body will have to make more blood itself. I know what healing time is like for a human, but...

[He looks down at Enoch and shakes his head. You're a weird one.]

*Enoch might be a little better than a very athletic normal human in this regard.

He let the others move him, drifting again in a haze of fatigue. The added warmth reminds him of how dry his mouth feels, and he licks his lips in an attempt to wet them. He blinks up at his ancestor as he shakes his head. Is something wrong?*

Mm? I'm human.

*Just not a normal one.*

Edited (Excep[t I DID just do the research) 2012-07-09 06:51 (UTC)

*Thank God he's human.* I'll take care of him.

*It's probably not new to you that he doesn't trust you, Naoya.*

[Mostly. What is with his family and going to God's side?]

Yes, I'm so sure.

[He just rolls his eyes a little, and makes sure Enoch is tucked in and comfortable. And no, that's not new.]

I'll leave you to him, then.

[He turns to leave.]

[ He really couldn't care someone is wounded, but... ]

What caused the injury?

He didn't have the energy to tell me. He's only half-conscious.

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Potential researchfail ahead, I apologize in advance.

I have to give the same apology. xD

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