Stitches Redone

Who: Keto, Starbolt, Tara, Coffey, everyone with any medical
experience whatsoever (and this includes Band-Aids)
Where: The Medibay Operating Theatre
When: Well, since things have settled down now...uh...sometime.
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<<SNIP>>
"Ok. Ok." Dr Keto said reluctantly "Starbolt give me a hand in the
operating room" he said.
<<END SNIP>>
"Pass me that scalpel, would you?" asked Keto, holding out one hand.
"She needs stitches redone," pointed out Jasmine, "So why the
scalpel?"
"Who's the Chief Surgeon here?" snapped Keto irritably, "I know
what I'm doing!"
There was a pause, then he put the scalpel down.
"Not one word. Now pass me that surgical needle and for God's sake
keep pressure on those stitches that are still intact. Last thing we
need is one set unravelling as we knit a new one."
(A couple of hours later...)
"Okay...and release," said Keto, and they both stepped backwards.
Tara was lying on the operating table - not particularly comfortably,
but (a) she was unconscious and (b) there was no major bleeding
visible, so that had to be an up side.
*Rustle rustle.*
"What the...how long have you been there?" asked Keto as he and
Jasmine turned to see the Big Pink Tree standing in one corner.
*Rustle rustle, rustle...*
"No, we do not need an extra pair of branches," muttered the
irritable one, "We managed just fine. Now if one of you two would
like to go and inform the borderline psychotic family outside of the
good news...?"
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OOC: Tag? And yes, I know I haven't posted in a good long while,
things have been busy of late. I'm trying. :)
And apologies if I make/made a couple of mistakes, I've been rather
lost in the plot so far.