Medical Team to Stanchion 4...or Whatever\'s Left Of It

Who: Keto, Canazza
When: As the Dwarf takes off
Where: Ramscoop
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<<SNIP>>
"Dave *pant* Canazza to main *puff* engineering,
*gasp* Stanchion 4 has gone, *pant* need engineering team, *Huff* and
medic..."
<<END SNIP>>
Keto burst back into the medibay, rubbing his throat and gibbering
faintly. Coming face to face with Satan was not good for one's
mental stability. Still, at least now he could relax...
"Medical team required by Stanchion 4," spake the
speakers, "Urgently, that is. As in, now. Go. Go now!"
Keto looked around the medibay. The only other staff member
visible was the Tree, which was trying desperately to look
inconspicuous in the corner.
"Great. Just great," growled Keto, "Right, Tree, you're with me.
Grab a stretcher and come on."
He turned on his heel and stormed out. The Tree hooked a stretcher
between two pink branches and bounced out after him.
-- Stanchion 4 --
Keto, in an environment suit which he had hastily grabbed when he
realised they were taking off, stepped out onto the narrow ledge
outside the ship's airlock, followed by the Tree.
"Don't you need an environment suit?" frowned Keto.
*Rustle* replied the Tree, pointing out both that (a) it was able
to exude a kind of resin that would make it perfectly airtight for a
short period of time until it was forced to take in some more carbon
dioxide, and that (b) where the hell would it find an environment
suit the right shape and size for a tree?
"Good point," admitted Keto, before almost falling over the
unconscious form of Canazza, "Ah, this must be why we're here. And
if you make any sarcastic 'you think?' rustling noises, I will drop
you off this ship right here and now. Let's get him inside."
With some awkward manipulation that was only slightly eased by the
low gravity, they managed to place Canazza on the stretcher and get
him back inside the airlock, before entering the pressurised area of
the ship and ditching the environment suits.
"He's got a pulse and he's still breathing," observed Keto, "Then I
guess it's down to the traditional medical methods."
He pulled out a vial of blue ointment.
The Tree shivered and turned away.
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OOC: Tag Dave. :)
Merry Christmas (well, Boxing Day now) to all! And a Happy Birthday
to Dave/Onion, too. ;)
> p.s. jusst been told we're going to nottingham on saturday,
> first day of the sales, i've started writing me will, i'm
> worried about loosing limbs too.
Heh, enjoy. I have no doubt I'd be dragged into Nottingham too if I
weren't currently back home in Bucks. ;) Timing is everything.