Saving Pilot Chrysler

Who: Keto, Coffey, BPT, Jay, Vanessa, Many Wounded
Where: Medibay
When: When we get the gutted guy up there, duh!
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-- SNIP --
>
> "We're coming back from the pirate ship. Jay
> Chrysler's received a sword thrust through his upper
> back which emerged out his sternum. Clear the main
> operating theatre immediately. I need to perform
> intensive surgery as soon as we get back. Keto out."
>
> Coffey turned to the Big Pink Tree, who was patting
> the head of an injured crewmember with a leafy branch.
> The tree rustled with concern. Coffey nodded.
>
> "Yup. You heard him. Let's get moving."
>
-- END SNIP --
Keto and Vanessa marched into the medibay, carrying the bleeding
Jay on a stretcher.
"Main operating theatre," said Keto tersely, nodding briefly to
Coffey as she helped some of the other wounded. He and Vanessa
hurried through the throngs of 'damaged' crewmembers, and through the
double swinging doors that led to the operating threatre.
-- Minutes Later --
Keto had just finished scrubbing up, and walked back into the main
theatre. Jay was lying on the operating table, surrounded by racks
of instruments and, unsurprisingly, ointments. Vanessa was standing
to one side, looking a little apprehensive.
"Out," said Keto bluntly, jerking a thumb towards the exit.
Vanessa cleared her throat.
"No," she said. Keto sighed and turned to stare at her.
"Miss...Chrysler," he said, shuddering everso slightly at the last
name, "Your brother is about to undergo a delicate operation to
replace a part of his body the size and shape of a sword blade. This
blade has missed several vital organs, but very nearly sliced his
liver. The last thing we need right now is an emotional family
member sticking sharp implements in him, are we clear?"
"You need another pair of hands!" said Vanessa defiantly.
"Nurse Coffey can assist in the procedure."
"She's busy helping the other pat..."
"Other patients or no other patients, she can assist!" snapped
Keto, finally, "You can deal with those patients, because mine is
almost gone, now GO!"
The last word was more snarled than said. Vanessa cast one last
look at Jay, then turned and stormed towards the main medibay room.
"You'd BETTER not mess up!" was the last thing she muttered as the
doors swung shut.
Moments later, Coffey entered, looking somewhat surprised. Keto
nodded towards the scrubbing area.
"Nurse Coffey, you will assist with the operation," he said
quietly, "Get ready."
-- Thirty Minutes Later, Towards The End of An Arduous Operation --
"Scalpel," murmured Keto, applying pressure. Coffey passed him the
third scalpel they had used during that operation - one of the others
had been too blunt, the other had got so covered in certain bits of
Jay Chrysler that it was too slippery to hold on to.
"274," murmured Keto after a couple of seconds, handing the scalpel
back and shifting the pressure slightly. Coffey sighed and handed
Keto a small bottle of ointment.
"I think he's going to make it," muttered Keto, as he gingerly
applied the luminous green ointment. "Damn."
-- Fifteen Minutes Later --
Keto stepped out of the operating theatre, pulling off his gloves,
now covered with internal parts of Jay Chrysler.
Vanessa, who had been half-heartedly tending a nearby crewmember
with a bleeding arm, hurriedly stood up and ran over to Keto.
"Is he...?" she asked, her voice trailing off. Keto sighed.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Vanessa's face fell, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"He's going to be fine," growled Keto irritably, chucking the
gloves down onto the floor, "He might glow in the dark for a while,
and I wouldn't recommend he does any heavy lifting, but he'll live."
"...he's okay?" asked Vanessa, blinking, looking stunned.
"I just said yes!" growled Keto, "He should be coming out of the
anaesthetic (sp?) soon, so I suppose you'll want to be with him when
he does. Go on, get out of here."
Vanessa, not needing to be told twice, hurried through the doors to
where Coffey was moving the recumbent Jay towards a newly vacated
medibunk.
"This is not my day," muttered Keto as he set about treating his
patients, "Where is Cleavage when we're short-staffed like this?"
*Rustle?*
"Oh, yeah, and what can you do?"
*Rustle-rustle rustle rustle...* said the Tree hesitantly. Keto
paused, then nodded.
"Okay, go find Cleavage, and bring her back here! We need all the
hands we can get!"
*Rustle?*
"Yes, yes, and branches, now GO!"
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OOC: Woohoo, Zoe, you posted! :) Thought you'd gone!
And Kayn, try not to run over the Tree, it's got orders to find
Tara and get her help. ;)