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| − | <td valign="top">[[Image:FourteenMOA.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - | + | <td valign="top">[[Image:FourteenMOA.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Fourteen|Fourteen/The Stepford Cuckoos]]:''' ''Helping treat injured New Yorkers while [[Set Fire to the Rain|the city burns]], [https://xp-logs.dreamwidth.org/4004387.html#cutid2 Fourteen displays more skill], but exactly the sort of bedside manner expected.'' |
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| + | "What's wrong is that she," Celeste waved haphazardly at the now unnerved volunteer, "is allowed to be within thirty yards of a medical tent in the first place." Honestly, Celeste knew good help was hard to find, but there were limits to the stupidity that should be allowed. "Honestly, if you can't do your job, don't offend those of us that can." | ||
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| + | She quickly strutted past a table covered with emergency medical supplies, grabbing a large syringe with an extremely long needle as she passed. With the practiced ease of someone who'd been planning the motion for hours, thinking about it and planning every single instance so that not a motion was wasted and stride unbroken, she hip-checked the hapless younger volunteer, turned, and jammed the needle and syringe deep into the older man's chest. | ||
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| + | She pulled back on the plunger, and the syringe was instantly full of dark, de-oxygenated blood. The older man was breathing easier, as well. "Cardiac Tamponade," she explained as she focused on her work. "He's going to need a surgeon." | ||
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Latest revision as of 20:29, 2 April 2022
She quickly strutted past a table covered with emergency medical supplies, grabbing a large syringe with an extremely long needle as she passed. With the practiced ease of someone who'd been planning the motion for hours, thinking about it and planning every single instance so that not a motion was wasted and stride unbroken, she hip-checked the hapless younger volunteer, turned, and jammed the needle and syringe deep into the older man's chest. She pulled back on the plunger, and the syringe was instantly full of dark, de-oxygenated blood. The older man was breathing easier, as well. "Cardiac Tamponade," she explained as she focused on her work. "He's going to need a surgeon." |
