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piper902020-10-31 07:46 pm
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[locked to the New Hires][video] Looking Alive
Everybody get the HELL to one of these locations!
[Stacia copy-pastes the information she's just received on two locations: floors, sections, and designations and intersections. She designates them Blue and Red]
I don't know who sent the information, but our people are under attack.
Coordinate here so we get people to both places. I'm going to location Blue. Lonestar, you'll want to check over my comm later, we can arrange a dead-drop.
Let's MOVE IT, people!
[Stacia copy-pastes the information she's just received on two locations: floors, sections, and designations and intersections. She designates them Blue and Red]
I don't know who sent the information, but our people are under attack.
Coordinate here so we get people to both places. I'm going to location Blue. Lonestar, you'll want to check over my comm later, we can arrange a dead-drop.
Let's MOVE IT, people!
no subject
[This Dave deserves to not know about the video special and death counter, if possible.]
[They reach the Infirmary and Brainy barges around, yanking drawers over and directing Dave and the nurses.]
We have incoming injured. Prepare for a possible mass casualty triage event.
["But -" a nurse starts.]
Where are Glotfelty, Jenkins, and Honeywell?
["Jenkins and Honeywell are visiting home, Glotfelty's on a private consult in the executive wing."]
Get her in here! And someone contact Washburn and the Armory, tell him to grant me emergency permission to get my omnicom back. It's far more advanced than your era's neolithic scanning technology.
["You heard him, people!" Special K calls out and now the nurses actually move. "I want a code cart at every bedside!"]
Dave, there are sets of clamps in that drawer over there. [A gesture to the right set of drawers and then he goes back to pulling out some IV bags.] Bottom to the left. They're packaged together. Put a set on the tray of every bed the nurses are loading supplies for.
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Upon entering the infirmary, Dave does hesitate just briefly. He wasn't lying about his first aid experience, but it was more of the "shitty bathroom patch jobs" variety. Faced with an actual properly equipped medical facility with trained help, he's suddenly unsure how legitimate or useful any of his experience really is, no matter what Brainy says.
But the green meanie is comfortingly on top of shit. The specific instructions ease a hint of uncertainty out of Dave's frame and he just nods, jumping to work. It's an immediately hectic scene, nurses scurrying around to prepare for god knows what, but Dave weaves through it all to do as he's told.]