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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Apr 28, 2013 21:04:17 GMT -8
Emergency Room
*This large area was designed to assist those who have emergency medical issues: injures in battle, illness, trauma, etc.,. The facility is fully equipped with standard Emergency Departments, including state of the art medical equipment, and a Bacta Therapy area designated for those with critical injuries. There are always medical droids and "flesh and blood" doctors roaming around this area, ready to treat almost any medical emergency that arises.*
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2013 21:31:11 GMT -8
Obadiah made his way, limpingly, into the ER from the hangar bay, doing his best to ignore the shooting pain from his leg wound which was strapped up with a piece of cloth. He made his way over to the reception desk rather slowly, before leaning against it to put his weight onto it instead of the walking stick he had been using. He pushed some strands of hair away from his face as he turned to the nurse at reception
=Obadiah Traevis=
I appear to have a bullet lodged in my leg that I was hoping someone could remove?
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Jun 17, 2013 22:00:14 GMT -8
Agnes, the fortyish year old ER nurse/receptionist, looked up when she heard a male voice. Upon seeing a man standing in front of the desk, she raised an eyebrow above her half rimmed glasses looking him up and down taking mental note of the blood soaked makeshift bandage on his leg.
"Well I'd say you do indeed need help, sugar. Follow me to the exam room....and try to not bleed all over the floor on the way. We just had it cleaned."
She gave him a wink and walked around the desk, motioning with her hand for him to follow."
Once inside the exam room, she sent a comlink to Dr. Mercotti then turned toward the exam table and patted it's surface with a hand.
"Hop up here big boy and we'll get your vital signs and some basic information. The doc should be here in a moment or two."
Not waiting for him to respond, she began to ready the scan machines to take some scans of his leg so they'd be ready when the doctor arrived. Once the machine was ready to do it's job, she turned back to him, datapad in hand and smiled, looking at him over the top of her glasses.
"Now, honey, we need your name and any previous medical history you can provide. It'll be helpful for the doc to know any ailments, allergies, previous surgeries, etcetera."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2013 0:01:24 GMT -8
Obadiah playfully smiled back to the nurse as she asked him to follow her without bleeding out on the floor, a sentiment he could well understand. He then did his best to limp after the nurse into the examination room and got up onto the examination table while the nurse got the machine ready, before laying down as he moved his leg over onto the table. He then tilted his head to the side as the nurse asked for his name and any medical history
=Obadiah Traevis=
My name is Obadiah Traevis. As for a medical history... can't really say I have one. Never really been sick aside from the occasional cold or flu. This is about the most serious thing that's really ever happened to me, since my looks usually get me out of most situations...
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Jun 20, 2013 8:11:20 GMT -8
Agnes raised an amused eyebrow at his flirting while she entered the information into the datapad.
"Sweetie, if I had a credit for every good looking guy that walked through the ER doors I'd be a rich woman."
Chuckling, she set the datapad aside, removed the bloody bandaging and cut his pant leg along the seams then began the scans of his leg. While the machine was taking the pictures of the damage done to his leg, Agnes started an I.V. line in his arm with a simple solution to ensure he didn't get dehydrated. As she was doing this, the doctor walked into the room. Taking the datapad from the tray table, she handed it to Alisha while informing her that scans had been taken of Mr. Traevis' leg and a routine I.V. had already been started. Ali nodded as she looked over Obadiah's medical information before turning to him with a smile.
"Mr. Traevis, I'm Dr. Alisha Mercotti. Besides the obvious....how are you doing otherwise?"
Her eyes moved to the wound on his leg then to the holoscreen where the first few pictures of the scans were displayed. Gazing at the images with critical eyes, she took some more notes on the datapad before walking over to the sink in the corner of the room to wash her hands and put on a pair of surgical gloves before she began a physical exam of the wound itself....
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2013 20:44:14 GMT -8
Obadiah chuckled at the nurses little joke, certain there was no shortage of handsome men that would visit here a lot, especially considering how hot all the doctors who worked here were. He then rested his head back as the nurse then proceeded to remove the bandage and cut up the seam of his leg, meaning he now would need to find a new pair of pants.
As the machine took photos of his leg, showing the slug that was lodged in his thigh, he felt a prick as the nurse started an IV. He then turned his head towards the doctor as she asked how he was, before cleaning her hands and beginning to physically inspect the wound herself. He did his best not to wince too much as she did so
=Obadiah Traevis=
Yeah, pretty good doc... specially now that you are here...
He couldn't help himself but try flirt with the doctor, although she could put him in a lot of pain, she was too hot not to be flirted with. Besides, there was something about her that reminded him of a couple people he had met before. His intel had suggested there were other members of their race here, so it was possible this woman was one of them... that or he was falling in love with the doctor, which he doubted
=Obadiah Traevis=
So doc, do you think I'll be able to keep my leg?
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Jun 25, 2013 7:10:48 GMT -8
Ali pulled up a tall chair/stool and sat down while studying the holoscreen before she began to gently, and carefully, examine the wound while cleaning it out with a saline solution. She noted the position of the bullet in his thigh just a mere couple of inches from the femur bone. The bullet, thankfully, hadn't hit any major arteries but it had done some muscle and tissue damage. Listening to him speak, she smiled inwardly at his flirtations, while she continued her examination. Glancing up to him when she completed the exam, she stripped off the gloves and dropped them in the incinerator slot on the wall near the bed.
"Well Mr. Traevis, it looks like you can keep your leg. The only real damage is some muscle and tissue tearing which will heal up, given time and some bacta."
Eying the holoscreen once again, she folded her arms across her chest and continued.
"The bullet didn't hit any major veins or arteries and is a little over two inches from the bone. Now, since I'm in such a good mood today, I'm going to give you a choice...."
She grinned slightly and pulled her hair up into a pony tail, securing it with a band she'd brought out of her pocket as she spoke. "....I can either take you to the operating room and anesthetize you, or I can give you a numbing agent and pain medication and dig the slug out right here. Which should only take ten, maybe twenty minutes, max....depending on how much you fuss during the procedure."
Smiling warmly, with a wink, she folded her arms over her chest once again and waited for him to decide which method of bullet removal he wanted to go with....
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2013 17:31:49 GMT -8
Muscle and Tissue tearing didn't sound all to bad to him, plus she assured him it would heal over time and with some bacta, so perhaps he had a chance to get a walking cane and get a more sophisticated look going. The only real decision he had to make now was whether to go into an operating theater or just let her dig it out here and now, though when she gave him that wink his mind was made up
=Obadiah Traevis=
With a smile like that, I can't help but go with the numbing agent and pain meds option. Have at it doc.
Although he felt like he would regret the decision later on, he felt it was worth trying to show off for the doc by letting her dig it out. It wasn't like it could have been any worse then when the bullet pierced his leg and then the bandaging of it and having to make an escape like he did, he was sure this was just be a walk in the park
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Jul 3, 2013 15:09:23 GMT -8
She chuckled inwardly as he mulled over the choices she gave him before answering her.
=Obadiah Traevis=
With a smile like that, I can't help but go with the numbing agent and pain meds option. Have at it doc.
She silently noted his not-so-subtle flirting but decided that it was harmless....and she hadn't been so innocent herself, she had winked at him after all. Grinning to herself, she held up a hand and motioned to the med droid, known as "Emee". Emee seemed to know immediately what Ali wanted and left the room momentarily while Ali turned to Obadiah. Folding her arms again, she eyed him with a raised eyebrow.
"Mr. Traevis, you're going to have to take off those dirty clothes and put on the ones that Emee is bringing back. It won't do you any good if I take that bullet out, all nice and neat, and you end up getting an infection from those filthy garments."
Emee entered the room again a couple of minutes later and handed a sterile plastic wrapped package to Ali. Smiling, Ali then handed it to Obadiah.
"You can put these on while we get everything ready for the procedure. There's a clean sterile t-shirt and a pair of shorts in there, and the bathrooms right over there."
She pointed to a closed door off to the side of the room with a slight smile while Emee set about getting a medical tray prepped with the required instruments....
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2013 21:48:03 GMT -8
Although he didn't think his clothes were overly dirty, especially given the bloodied pant leg had been cut off just moments ago, he figured he'd trust the doc on this one, after all she wouldn't make him go through the pain and hassle of limping over to a bathroom for no good reason.
He then looked around the room a moment, thinking on whether or not he would make the distance, before moving to the edge of the bed and getting off it. It was in this moment he decided to just drop his old ruined pants and briefs to the ground and maneuvered out of them, deciding it was to damn far to limp and any kind of embarrassment could be damned.
He then opened the plastic wrapped clothing and managed to hobble his way into the pants, before tearing the left leg off. He then removed his cloak and shirt, revealing the several tattoo's on his back for a moment before he placed the sterile shirt on. He then got back up onto the bed and laid down again
=Obadiah Traevis=
Rightio Doc, I'm all good now.
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Jul 23, 2013 3:29:27 GMT -8
As soon as Obadiah took the clothes from her she'd turned and walked over to the sink, removing her lab coat as she went, to was her hands again. She heard the rustling of the plastic, the clothes had been wrapped in, behind her and cast a glance over her shoulder to see Obadiah strip off his old clothes right there in the exam room. She chuckled to herself when she turned back to the sink to finish washing up. After drying her hands on a sterile towel, Emee the droid, put a surgical cap and mask on her and helped her put on a fresh pair of surgical gloves. Walking back over to the exam table, Ali noticed that Obadiah had ripped one of the legs of the shorts she'd given him. Raising an eyebrow, she sat down on the adjustable high stool beside the table while Emee arranged sterile/clean surgical cloths around the wound then adjusted the over head lighting so it shone right on the work area.
The droid began administering the numbing agent and pain medication in and around the bullet wound. The intention was to numb the whole leg from, at least, the hip to the shin....though it may or may not end up numbing the whole leg and part of the lower half of his body on the left side. The injections would most certainly hurt for a moment or two while the droid was issuing them, especially the ones directly in the wound, but it was a necessary act to make sure the leg was numbed enough for Ali to begin working to get the bullet out. While the droid was occupied with medications, Ali was looking over the scans of Obadiah's leg and figuring out how to best get the slug out of his flesh. Deciding on a course of action after a few moments, she turned and smiled under the mask as she reached for an instrument on the tray. Gathering the Force around them both to help aid any discomfort he might feel during the procedure, she spoke.
"Now, Mr. Traevis, I want you to tell me if you feel any pain at all. It won't do you any good to try to hide it if you are. Besides....it doesn't impress Emee when patients try to hide their pain."
Grinning behind her mask, she gently began to probe around the wound with her fingers to see if he was numbed up enough yet....
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2013 19:28:43 GMT -8
Obadiah winced a little as the many needles were jabbed into his leg to administer the numbing agent, the pain quite insignificant compared to the pain he had felt when the bullet went into his leg. He nodded to Ali as she told him to let them know if he felt any pain during the procedure
=Obadiah Traevis=
Sure thing Doc, though I imagine it can't hurt to much more coming out then it did going in...
He laid there waiting as she prodded at his now numbed leg, all that was left now was for her to dig the damn thing out before it caused any sort of lasting damage or gave him an infection, neither situation being particularly desirable since he was meant to be meeting someone
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Aug 2, 2013 0:54:35 GMT -8
Ali chuckled at his words before taking a pair of small forceps in her hand and prodding gently inside the wound with them. After a moment or two, she felt the tip of the instrument hit the lodged bullet. She glanced up to see if he was showing any signs of pain or discomfort, which he didn't seem to be, but since he was male that was questionable. It seemed to be an unwritten rule among a lot of the males of most humanoid species to hide pain. So, just in case, she drew on the Force to help alleviate any lingering pain before carefully grasping the bullet with the forceps and giving it a small tug. The bullet moved a little then seemed to stop again. Narrowing her eyes, she slide the forefinger of her free hand inside the wound along side the forceps and pressed against the muscle and other tissue before tugging on the bullet again. After a few seconds the bullet began sliding out of the wound again until finally Ali pulled it free of Obadiahs leg. Dropping it into a small metal dish on the tray beside her with a small metallic tinkling sound, she set the forceps aside and a slide her finger out of the wound slowly while visually inspecting the area to make sure the bleeding was under control.
When she was satisfied that the wound wasn't going to bleed anymore, she repaired what damage she could and packed it with dissolving bacta patches. After doing that, she placed a bigger bacta patch over the wound, without stitching it up so it could properly drain and heal. Once she secured a bacta laced gauze bandage over the wound, she reached up and pulled down the surgical mask covering her face then cast a glance at the clock on the wall before turning back to Obadiah with a smile.
"All finished, and it only took about thirty five minutes....give or take a couple of minutes." She stated happily. It wasn't the twenty minutes she had told him it would take earlier, but she did take time to repair some of the damage the bullet made on it's entrance. Stripping off the surgical gloves, she checked the I.V. in his arm before meeting his gaze again. "With the dissolving bacta patches on the inside and the bacta patch on the outside it should heal up pretty nicely. You should be fully healed within a week or so. Of course the outside bandages need to be changed regularly, which either one of the nurses, droids, or one of us doctors will do. We'll forgo antibiotic pills, for now, since the bacta and bandage changing should take care in preventing any infection. I trust you'll let one of us know if there are any signs of you feeling ill."
Momentarily looking up to the monitors, she was trying to decide if she should inform him that she knew he was Cinndao. It wasn't really because she could sense it per se....it was more like the fact the Emee, being the efficient the med droid that she was, had taken his bloody pants and tested the blood in case they needed to give him more. Ali wasn't sure if he was Cinn Ion or not though, and wasn't entirely prepared to deal with the situation if it turned out that he was. She knew that he must have already sensed that she was Cinndao, being so close in proximity to her and he surely sensed any of the others in the vicinity. In the space of that minute or so, she decided to not tell him that she knew unless he mentioned it first then she'd deal with it. Smiling back at Obidiah, she continued on.
"Now as for accommodations, you can either stay here at the hospital, in one of the nearby apartments on the hospital grounds....or even back at your ship if it's available to you. I'll leave that choice up to you, Mr. Traevis. Just remember that we need to change that bandage at least once a day.
Oh....and here's the bullet, in case you wanted to keep it as a memento...." She plucked the piece of metal out of the tray and held it up with a slight grin for his inspection before handing it to him....
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Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2013 21:40:34 GMT -8
Obadiah had lain there as still as he could muster, cringing a little as he felt a dull pull as Alisha placed her forefinger into the wound and moved some muscle and tissue, but on the most part the pain killers had numbed the pain as she pulled the bullet free and then began to repair what she could and placed bacta into it before bandaging it up.
He then sat up and inspected the bandage as she explained that the bandage would need to be changed once a day and that it should be all healed in a week or so. He turned to her as she made mention of where we could stay for the next week, before accepting the bullet she had just pulled out of his leg. He toyed with it between his fingers as he weighed up his options for where he might stay, especially given that his main ship was not an option and he doubted that Alisha would find his starfighter acceptable.
There was however, another place he could stay, after all he had been on his way here to meet someone already. Although he didn't know where his employer was exactly, he had a distinct feeling however that Alisha might be able to help him track down the person he was looking for, but he needed to be tactful with how he approached the subject, since he didn't want to put himself or his employer in danger
=Obadiah Traevis=
Don't worry about me getting ill Doc, I've never felt sick a day in my life, but I'll be sure to let you know if it does happen. As for accommodation, I'm not particularly fond of hanging around in a hospital unless I absolutely have to... But I do know of someone who is nearby, I was actually on my way to visit him, when I was... well, shot. He looks a little like me, but darker hair and not so good looking, I doubt you could miss him, especially in that ridiculous get-up he wears. He usually goes by the name Zion...
With that, he was certain he had described his employer enough for Alisha to be able to help him, or at least he hoped she would be able to help him, otherwise he would have to resign himself to staying in the hospital for the week before he could track his employer down
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Aug 8, 2013 12:19:22 GMT -8
Folding her arms across her chest, she studied him for a moment while chewing on her lip with a thoughtful look. So he knew Zion. The questions were: How did he know Zion? Was he one of the Cinn Ion that had finally tracked Zion down again, and was he here to confront him? Or was his statement true about Zion being his employer?
Ali knew she had to tread carefully. She didn't want to lead any more possible Cinn Ion members to Zion. She'd already, inadvertently, made that mistake once when she'd hired Cammy....though the new doctor was proving to be an asset rather than a hindrance. So far anyway. Clearing her throat, she met his gaze with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, I know Zion. May I ask how it is that you came to know him?"
The question was asked politely and with somewhat of a smile. She'd made up her mind that the knowledge of Zion's whereabouts depended on Obadiahs answer. If he made a convincing argument then she would inform him of his 'employers' location. Then immediately after he left she'd inform Rina, and Lyssa, of Obadiahs inquiries....just in case his intentions weren't as he claimed....
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Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2013 2:10:43 GMT -8
She did know Zion, so that meant his employer had at least been here, so he was on the right track, so he was a little less cautious of her. He could sense that she, at the very least, was of cinndao descent and so meant that she could be working for the good guys or could have allied herself with the Cinn Ion. But surely the RDMC would not have hired a member of the Cinn Ion, nor would Zion have come here if there was members of the Cinn Ion, especially given the brief trip Zion had informed him he had taken
=Obadiah Traevis=
We met a couple years ago, back when I was first starting up my company. We had some common... enemies I suppose you could say. He has had some problems with software, so I've been consulting for him, making sure everything is working and up to date. From time to time he will ask me to look into something he has found and see if I can't lend a hand, usually it's pretty easy, low end stuff, but on rare occasion he really sets me a challenge. Feel free to ask Zion yourself...
It wasn't like he was going to run anywhere to fast in any event, so even if Zion's memory did serve him poorly or this woman was really a Cinn Ion, he was screwed what ever the case. He'd taken risks before in his life and they usually paid off for him in the end, so he figured this time couldn't be too much different, besides he could probably talk his way out of this
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Aug 16, 2013 1:02:43 GMT -8
Ali eyed him curiously as he gave his explanation of how he knew Zion. She sensed no deceit or ill intention coming from him which meant he was either good at hiding his true self, or he was telling the truth. After mulling it over to herself, she decided he was telling the truth. Taking a breath, she began speaking in a low voice.
"Zion's set to take over as Master of the Jedi Academy here on Honoghr. He agreed to it a couple of hours ago so he's probably on his way there, or already there. The buildings are easy enough to find. It's in the other side of the city, not far from the Grand Dukha. You can't miss it." She tilted her head to the side and smiled slightly, as she finished speaking. Hopefully she hadn't made a mistake by telling him Zion's whereabouts, but she was sure she hadn't since Obadiah seemed genuinely sincere in his explanation....
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2013 5:03:19 GMT -8
Obadiah bowed his head in thanks for her telling him where Zion would be, he then reached out and gently grabbed her hand before placing a gentle kiss on the back of it. He was glad that he could trust her, just as she could trust him, thereby making them both allies
=Obadiah Traevis=
Thank you for all the help you have given me, now I best be off to find Zion.
He then hoped off the table and stood on the ground, making sure to keep his weight on his right leg, since his left was still unsteady after the surgery. He then accepted a walking cane from Emee, before he half limpingly made his way from the room and out through the ER and into the hallways back to the hangar bay. He fully intended on changing out of these hospital clothes the first chance he got
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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Aug 18, 2013 1:23:05 GMT -8
After she informed him about Zion, he gently grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it before thanking her and hopping off the table. Keeping his weight on his right leg, he accepted the cane that Emee brought in for him and made his way, with somewhat of a limp, out of the emergency room. Ali watched him go with a slight grin. She knew he was just here to help Zion with whatever Zion needed help with and was satisfied that she'd done the right thing. With that thought, she turned and left the room to go check on other patients....
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2014 4:22:19 GMT -8
Amber just about came crashing through into the ER, pushing the bed that Zion was currently laying almost unconcious on. Stopping at the reception desk
She had a slightly distracting thought that Zion had not long ago been here, except this time he was the one that was in some serious trouble
Amber then turned to the receptionist, whilst somewhat frantically pointing at Zion
=Amber Caird=
He's been stabbed!
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