Farewell Happy Fields!

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Farewell Happy Fields!

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What: Aftermath of Anoli Attack: Hospital
Where: Leo Ward - Caduceus Hospital Headquarters
Summary: It is the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies. The injured have been taken to Caduceus Hospital Headquarters, and it is time for reflection, visting, or old-fashioned escapes from the hospital rooms.
Warnings: Mild squick if people want to describe their wounds in explicit detail.

Caduceus Hospital Headquarters. It has a distinguished history within Hinoto-Ri, boasting of a staff of well-trained Healers, as well as possessing the most cutting edge medical technology possible. There was no limb they couldn't reattach, no organ they couldn't replace... - they even claimed to be able to bring someone back from the dead (with the small disclaimer that it could only occur under certain conditions and with an obscene amount of luck).

So needless to say, the hospital was more than well-equipped to deal with the aftermath of the Anoli attack on the Closing Ceremonies.

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Nearly every hospital bed had been filled by an injured patient that night. The A&E room had been in constant chaos, with civilians crying and shouting, searching for loved ones, or demanding to see doctors or healers to help so-and-so...

There had also been plenty of reporters milling about, shouting and crying over the status of the Mayor's Secretary, and whether the Red Lion had really died at the scene, or if he was still alive and well within the safety of the hospital's ICU.

By the time morning broke, there was a false sense of tranquillity within the hospital. The healers had been pushed to their limits with the sheer number of patients being wheeled in and out of surgery, but otherwise, the situation had finally gotten under control. Now, both civilians and visitors were merely waiting for word of the conditions of their injured friends and family...

[Welcome to the winding down of the event! You are now at the hospital, where you may be visiting the injured, or be one of the injured yourself! Those with RED injuries will be in the ICU, and those with YELLOW injures will be in normal wards, for obvious reasons. Those with GREEN injuries wouldn't have had to go to the hospital at all, so they are free to come and go as they wish!

You may all start your threads and mingle!]

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[ghost_shield]

There's a light knocking the door, followed by a familiar face on a set of crutches. "Hey. I heard you were here. How're you doing?" he asks, maneuvering himself in.

[travelingtheworlds]

"Nick!" Sasha greeted him with a wave. "I'm doing okay. They pulled a bullet out of my shoulder and found I had a busted rib. What happened to you?"

[ghost_shield]

"Oh, uh, I sprained an ankle." He pauses. "I'd kind of rather not get into how it happened." Especially not to someone with a bullet wound and a broken rib.

He sits down next to her bed. "I'm glad you're okay, though. I'd hate to think anything worse could've happened, especially considering the state of some folks here." He shakes his head. "Or the state of those who couldn't come here at all."

The mental image of the deaths in the hallway flits through his mind hauntingly, but he shakes it out. "I kind of missed the main event, though. I got pulled away for something when things went down. I still need to go back for that, actually." Poor Fumie.

[travelingtheworlds]

"Were you tripped or trampled or something?" Of course Sasha wouldn't just let it go. "Yeah... it's a good thing I backed out when I did, or I could have ended up in much worse shape. What pulled you away, if I may ask?"

[ghost_shield]

"Are the specifics really important right now? Sprained an ankle, enough said." Honestly, compared to everything that had happened, what had CAUSED the injury was so embarrassing that he didn't want to say anything.

He blinked, then rubbed the back of his neck. "Honestly? One of the ghosts of the stadium wanted me to help some little girl stuck in a bathroom. I still need to resolve that one, actually. I promised her I'd come back." He sighs. "When you're in a position like mine, you're never really OFF duty."