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Post by Alisha Mercotti on Apr 28, 2013 22:50:26 GMT -8
Patients Rooms 1 (Private and Shared)
*Patients rooms can be found in this section. There are both private rooms and shared rooms in this area. Each room is equipped with bed(s), various medical supplies, and machines. There is also a sink, with a mirror above it, in the main part of each room. Off to the side, in each room, is a smaller separate room that is the bathroom. It has a toilet, a sink, a mirror above the sink, and an enclosed shower/bathtub.*
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Archer/Kestral
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Post by Archer/Kestral on May 6, 2013 1:36:29 GMT -8
Ship...Battle...Jawa...Droid...Explosion...Death.
Am I dead?....How can I think these thoughts then?...Remember what has happened?....
It had been about three days since Archer's Human Replica Droid was destroyed on the other side of the planet, the thing is, Archer thought it was actually him there and does not know he has been lying here in the RDMC for a few years in a coma to anyone else. His medical files were non-existant, and there was no-one who knew why or how he actualy came to be there.
The machines he has been hooked up to serve as a direct link to his HRD chasis, taking care of his basic human needs and keep him in his comatose state. The medical staff check on his vitals from time to time but he is mostly undisturbed.
Now howerver, an alarm from his room is rining, which should alert someone soon.
All he can sense right now is that same alarm, ringing in his ears..
Ringing...
Ringing...
Ringing....
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Post by Jena Shaewe on May 6, 2013 3:42:56 GMT -8
Dr. Jena Shaewe was checking on another patient in a nearby room when she heard the alarm from Two's room. Two was a mystery patient. When he'd arrived at the RDMC, nobody quite seemed to know where he came from and he'd never been able to tell them because he'd been in pretty bad shape and had been in a coma ever since. He was nicknamed "Two" by the staff because he had two strikes against him when he had first been admitted to the hospital: his injuries, and the resulting coma. No one seemed to know who had dropped him off either. He was just there. No name, no identification of any kind, nothing to properly identify him. All he had with him was an odd looking visor and a few other small packages that were stored away for safekeeping if he should ever wake up and be coherent enough to inquire about them. The doctors weren't even sure what had led to his injuries, but it had been speculated that he had been in some kind of battle involving explosives. He had burns, head trauma, a couple of blaster wounds, some broken bones, and numerous cuts and bruises all over his body, but the doctors had patched him up at the time and tried to make him as comfortable as possible...as comfortable as one could be made while in a coma anyway.
Jena handed the datapad, of the current patient, to the nurse and rushed out of the room and down the hallway to Two's room. Upon entering the room, she immediately began checking the monitors above the bed and on the wall. All of his vital signs were good so she turned to the holoscreen on the wall and brought up his medical file, narrowing her eyes as she looked at the latest scans of his body. They only had two years worth of data on him, but it was more than enough to see that there had been some changes in his comatose status as of late. His latest neurological scans showed signs of him slowly coming out of the coma after all this time. After putting in call to the neurology department, she had taken a datapad, from it's holder on the wall beside the bed, and updated his medical file with the recent findings. Placing the datapad back in it's holder, she glanced at the monitors again before settling her blue eyes on Two's prone body. Raising an eyebrow, Jena folded her arms across her chest and looked down at the man in the bed while she spoke thoughtfully.
"Well Mr. Two....it looks like you're finally deciding to join the land of the conscious. Maybe when you fully wake up you can fill in a few blanks for us."
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Post by Archer/Kestral on May 7, 2013 11:56:06 GMT -8
Ringing, it was if it had been going on for hours although it had been only a few minutes. He thought he could hear someone move near to him, but in his current state he just wasnt sure.
"Well Mr. Two....it looks like you're finally deciding to join the land of the conscious. Maybe when you fully wake up you can fill in a few blanks for us."
Who was that?..
And who was this 'Mr. Two'?..
Where am I, and more importantly, Who am I if I was not where I belive I was?...
Archer slowly opened his left eyelids, taking in a little bit of light. If it had been a few years in a coma, he didnt want to damage his body.
MY BODY!
Opening both eyes wide his head shot up to look at himself, but it was too soon and his muscles were weak from not being used, not to mention that he looked a shell of his former self, whatever that was like.
urrrhh..
And with that, he gave up on anything except trying to talk to whoever was with him in the room.
Well he would, if his mouth was not too dry, so all he could get out was a gargle that sounded like Water.
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Post by Jena Shaewe on May 9, 2013 7:31:10 GMT -8
Jena saw him open his eyes and then try to raise up but with his muscles being weak from lack of use for two years, even that task was near impossible. She moved to support his head with a hand as he fell back against the pillow. Getting him settled once again, she carefully checked to make sure the I.V. lines were still intact and running into his veins before pulling the light blanket up to his mid torso again.
"Careful, Two. You've been unconscious....for quite some time now. You're not going to be able to just jump out of bed and run a marathon."
Smiling slightly, she glanced up at the monitors again when she heard him trying to speak. Raising an eyebrow, she clearly heard him ask for water even though it was barely a whispered request. Reaching over to the tray table that held a small carafe of water, she poured some into the glass beside it then put a straw in it and held it in one hand while she used the other to support his head. Moving the glass up to his mouth, she gently placed the straw between his lips.
"Here you go....drink it slowly. You've been living off of I.V.'s for a while and it may be a shock to your system after all this time. Your body needs to gradually get used to eating and drinking again."
Smiling warmly, she held the glass for him and watched closely for any signs of distress....
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Post by Archer/Kestral on May 10, 2013 12:39:46 GMT -8
As 'Two' took his first sip of the water, he took too much and choked for a moment.
Looking at the Doctor he attempted a shrug, and that was about as much he was able to do. He could not really see any details of her(from what he had heard and felt, he was mostly positive the good doctor was a female), as his vision was blurry not just from lack of use but also a possible side-affect of the drip in his arm. He did imagine a brutish, hairy woman, and that image disgusted him for the slightest moment, and the things that that sort of person could do to him while he slept.
This Doctor however he felt was none of those things. He imagined her with long flowing dark hair(he can make out blurry colours), small but serious eyes and a smile that could cause an epedemic. He liked the soothing tones of her voice, as if silk was brushing past his ears although he imagines it could be harsh and unforgiving when needed. Her smell was alluring, but he could not place the scent.
Now her touch was another thing altogeather. When she had pulled the blanket up and around his body to keep him warm, the warmth from her hands could be felt through the basic patient gown he was dressed in. When she cradled his head to assist him with his drink his body shivered with excitement with which he had never felt, or remembered before.
Yes, he had developed a massive crush on this woman without looking upon her face properly. They say something about Love at first sight, well this is Love at first Contact.
His mind swam in the endless possibilites they could have, and the adventures they might enjoy, but He knew that this may never come to pass. Putting what possible feeling he had for this woman aside, he asked the first and most important question that settled in his mind...
'Who am I?'
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Post by Jena Shaewe on May 14, 2013 7:15:19 GMT -8
When Two took his first sip of water, he began to choke a little bit. Jena simply patted his back a little while she adjusted the angle on the hospital bed with the touch of her foot on the foot pedal below the bed. Though his body was at a more manageable angle now, she still kept a hand behind his head to support him. The second sip of water went down a little easier and soon enough he was able to drink half the glass. Setting the glass aside on the tray, Jena settled him back against the pillow and gently wiped his mouth with a tissue where he'd dribbled some of the water. She took his shivering as a sign of him being cold and tucked the blanket around him some more.
She was checking the monitors again when she heard him speak, asking who he was. Turning to face him again, she folded her arms across her chest and studied him for a moment before answering in a light, though serious tone.
"Well....we were hoping you could tell us. When you got here a couple of years ago you didn't have any identification on you, and had lapsed into a coma, so we just started calling you 'Two'. Do you remember anything from then....like your real name or what happened to you?"
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Post by Archer/Kestral on May 14, 2013 15:28:27 GMT -8
After hearing what he thought was a voice of an Angel, 'Two' wanted to explain everything to her but did not know where to start. For a long moment he looked at her outline, deciding how best to approach it and did not really care for any of the explinations that formed in his mind. Finaly he settled to tell her exactly how he felt.
'I.. Well I do have one idea who I am, but now that you tell me I have been here in a coma for the last few years I really am lost. I have, or feel like I have had this long complicated dream about myself and who I think could of been a possible father to me.. I think we killed people... A lot of people, on a lot of planets..'
From this point on he neither wanted to talk about this or let this woman know what he has done as 'Archer'. If he has killed people and this dream was true... Why had he done that, why was he crying?!
The tears came freely out of his eyes while his voice started to break as he tried to speak but no words came. His mind clouded up into a spliting headache and his heart-rate sped rapidly.
He attempted to wipe his eyes but his arms remained unresponsive. One word repeated over and over again in his head progressivly getting louder each time untill he realised he was shouting at the top of his voice at no-one, although the doctor was there to wittness it all.
'Why... Why... WHY?! WHY. WHY WHY. WHY. WHY!!!!'
His body then violently shakes as he finishes this outburst as if he is using all his mental and physical strenght to breack free of this mental torment, anger confusion and sorrow. In moments he goes limp again as his medical signs start to plumet into nothing like a stone thrown from a hurricane down towards the ground with such force which might shatter a planet.
His eyes flicker uncontrolably and his tounge rolls out of his mouth to one side followed closely by a thick white foam, droplets staining his hospital gown.
His life is now in the Doctor's hands, but can she save him in time?
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Post by Jena Shaewe on May 22, 2013 2:19:49 GMT -8
Jena silently listened to his brief explanation of what he could remember of his past from the shattered fragments of his mind. Taking note of the tears coming from his eyes, she could sense the remorse. She also noticed that his heart rate sped up. Moving closer, she drew on the Force as she put a hand on his arm to help calm him. This was obviously not working when he was screaming the word "WHY?!" over and over again, then his shaking body suddenly went limp and the bottom dropped out of his vital signs. Raising an eyebrow, Jena stepped on the foot pedal beneath the bed, thus lowering it to her waist level, and began issuing orders to the med droid as she ripped open the hospital issue gown on Two's body and began with chest compressions/CPR. The med droid brought the portable defibrillator over next to the bedside and within Jena's reach then began administering a mixture of drugs through the I.V. in Two's arm. Nurse Helga, a rather rotund woman, had entered the room having heard the alarms from the monitors and began helping Jena and the med droid. Jena glanced at the monitors, while still performing chest compressions/CPR, and frowned. Grabbing the paddles of the defibrillator, she first made sure the machine was charged as Helga applied some gel to the paddles. After rubbing the paddles together, Jena placed them on specific areas on Two's chest.
"CLEAR!"
The droid and Helga had moved back from the bed when Jena shouted and the machine sent a surge of electricity through the paddles and into Two's body. Lifting the paddle from Two's chest, Jena looked at the monitors again. There was no change, he still was in cardiac arrest. Silently cursing, she turned the dial on the defib machine up to the next level and prepared the paddles again while she issued more orders to Helga and the droid.
"I need a shot of adrenaline/epinephrine, ASAP! Let's hope Mr. Two is the fighter he just claimed to be.
And...CLEAR!"
Settling the paddles on Two's chest once again, she looked at the monitors as she felt his body jump under the shock of the defib machine. There was a little jump on the heart monitor and Jena sucked in a deep breath, praying that it wouldn't just stop at a couple of beats. Tossing the paddles on the tray table beside the defib machine, she took the over sized syringe that Helga handed to her. It was fitted with a special needle designed to go through the breast bone to enable a doctor to shoot the medication directly into the patients heart. Taking another deep breath and letting it out, Jena did just that. She thrust the needle into Two's chest and depressed the plunger, delivering the adrenaline straight into Two's heart. Removing the needle from his chest and tossing it onto the bedside tray, she eyed the monitor once again. Another few blips crossed the screen, until it settled into a semi-steady rhythm. Helga had put an oxygen mask over the mans face, and had another syringe on hand just in case Jena needed to give him another shot. Two was indeed a fighter, but the next few moments would still be critical if his heart and body decided to play some more games with them....
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 21, 2013 2:00:58 GMT -8
From the Emergency Room Hangar Bay/Casualty Reception Area
So you know how you have some days where you just wished you never got out of bed? Well...today might be one of those days. Allow me to introduce Thingamajig, sometimes known as Thingy for short (and also to protect against copyright lawyers) or even – and still for reasons unknown – Maggie. So, what is Thingamajig? Well, oddly enough, especially for a galaxy full of some of the craziest things you’ll ever see, Thingamajig is actually a living disembodied arm belonging to a girl who by the way lives on this planet too, and yes, she’s not dead, and she’s actually regrown the arm that she’d lost a year or so prior to a strange incident that I won’t bother going into because it’ll just take too long and I’m attention deficit myself so I will never finish explaining to you how Thingamajig came to be. The short story is, Petrisya Skyrah, super-Force-user extraordinaire got her entire right arm chopped off. She regrew a replacement, and the chopped off arm, instead of rotting and decaying, was so imbued with the Force, took on a life of its own, and now dwells in the RDMC as a literal helping hand. Not. A. Joke.
So what has this got to do with anything? Well, for the crew of the Endorian Endo planning to possibly abduct a sweet innocent young girl for reasons unknown to myself, this’ll have to do with everything. Thingamajig, the friendly disembodied arm of Petrisya is flying around (yes she can fly! Isn’t that awesome?!?) when it decides (just by random chance) to go through the air ducts, where (coincidentally), a certain little spy spider is oh, I don’t know, invading the privacy of patients? Well, Thingy, being the curious little arm that she is, stops at the spider, and gently taps it on the head wonderingly, getting a feel for it. After deciding that tapping the spider spy cam on the head from behind is a little ineffective, the arm zips off at cartoonishly high speed, leaving the air ducts and entering the very room belonging to the poor girl who’s been through the wringer. Thingy floats into view of the spider’s “eye”, until she is almost completely blocking the view of the young redhead (But it’s still pretty darn obvious that the arm...is not attached to anything else, and it is an honest to goodness disembodied flying arm). Thingy then cheerfully waves at the camera, trying to say “hi” to whatever voyeurs are behind that camera.
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Post by Lyssa Ramaela on Aug 22, 2013 2:52:43 GMT -8
RP continued from HERE.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The med droids brought Meony into the private room with Lyssa, and presumably Spectre, following close behind. The droids busily made sure all of the equipment was working properly while they adjusted the I.V. lines going into Meony's arm. Lyssa was studying the holoscreen above the bed, making sure that the girls medical files were up to date with the most recent scans. Glancing up, when she heard a subtle noise near the wall vent close to the ceiling, she noticed Thingy waving frantically at the vent grate. Now most people would probably be totally freaked out by a disembodied hand/arm floating around all willy nilly, but Lyssa just raised an eyebrow. She knew some of the story behind Thingy's existence and how the arm was somehow animated and embodied with the Force (they still haven't figured out HOW exactly, but it happened just the same). Thingy was a fixture around the med center now and most of the employees of the establishment were used to her/it (?)."Don't mind Thingy up there. She's just....well she's hard to explain to anyone who hasn't encountered such a phenomenon before. Suffice it to say that she's....unique....." Lyssa explained with a shake of her head and a small chuckle before turning her attention back to Meony, temporarily forgetting about Thingys antics. Checking Meony's vital signs, Lyssa was happy to see they were stable and hovering around normal, normal for Meony anyway. She busied herself with finishing the job of updating the girls medical files while the med droids fussed over an unconscious Meony's comfort....
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 3:31:21 GMT -8
Caoimhe finally arrived to the patient room where Meony was currently being held a couple minutes later, quite aware that she was a little late in responding to the consult call Lyssa had made a couple minutes earlier. Honestly if it had not been for those endo smoking lunatics, she would have shown up quicker, ah well she was sure Lyssa would understand. She then knocked on the door and casually strolled into the room
=Caoimhe Morviael=
Sorry about running late, a previous patient required some attention. So what seems to have you worried Dr Ramaela?
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Post by Lyssa Ramaela on Aug 22, 2013 3:58:11 GMT -8
Lyssa narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips at Cammy's late arrival but refrained from commenting on that. Instead, she moved to the head of the bed and began explaining about Meony's head trauma.
"Dr. Morviael....young Meony here has been badly injured recently and has some cranial trauma. She has an outstanding healing ability, like almost instantaneous healing, but it's more of a hindrance than an asset. When she heals, it's so quick that the bones don't always reset themselves properly and need to be re-broken and reset again. She has some bone structure abnormalities on the top of her head. Her brain doesn't seem to be affected at this point but since the skull and everything in it is your forte, I'll let you decide what action to take involving the cranial bones."
Lyssa pointed out, on the holoscreen, the area she was talking about. When she was finished, she stepped aside so Cammy could begin her examination of Meony's skull....
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Post by Spectre on Aug 22, 2013 13:42:09 GMT -8
RP continued from HERE.... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The med droids brought Meony into the private room with Lyssa, and presumably Spectre, following close behind. The droids busily made sure all of the equipment was working properly while they adjusted the I.V. lines going into Meony's arm. Lyssa was studying the holoscreen above the bed, making sure that the girls medical files were up to date with the most recent scans. Glancing up, when she heard a subtle noise near the wall vent close to the ceiling, she noticed Thingy waving frantically at the vent grate. Now most people would probably be totally freaked out by a disembodied hand/arm floating around all willy nilly, but Lyssa just raised an eyebrow. She knew some of the story behind Thingy's existence and how the arm was somehow animated and embodied with the Force (they still haven't figured out HOW exactly, but it happened just the same). Thingy was a fixture around the med center now and most of the employees of the establishment were used to her/it (?)."Don't mind Thingy up there. She's just....well she's hard to explain to anyone who hasn't encountered such a phenomenon before. Suffice it to say that she's....unique....." Lyssa explained with a shake of her head and a small chuckle before turning her attention back to Meony, temporarily forgetting about Thingys antics. Checking Meony's vital signs, Lyssa was happy to see they were stable and hovering around normal, normal for Meony anyway. She busied herself with finishing the job of updating the girls medical files while the med droids fussed over an unconscious Meony's comfort.... |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 22:17:24 GMT -8
Caoimhe made her way past the mandalorian, her long red flowing hair being slightly unsettled by the breeze caused by her movement, as she listened to Lyssa's concerns regarding the head trauma. She stopped at the head of the bed as she took a look at the scan briefly, before turning towards Meony and gently moving the young woman's head and examined the abnormality. A super healer with a knack for improperly setting bones, could this day get any more challenging, she thought to herself. She then consulted the scan again as she came to a decision=Caoimhe Morviael=Well her brain seems to be fine for the time being, but this fracture has me worried, solely because of her healing factor. The bone has lifted a little and is being held there, so it needs to be moved back in place. It's a simple procedure that won't take too long, in fact we can perform it here and now if you'd like?
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Post by Lyssa Ramaela on Aug 25, 2013 10:08:44 GMT -8
Lyssa continued to study the holoscreen while placing her forefinger over her lips, and listening to Cammy's verification of the skull fracture and nodded her head in agreement.
"Yes, doing the procedure now is better than waiting any longer. With the suppression drugs, the healing ability shouldn't give you any trouble. As I told Spectre before...." Her eyes lit briefly on the big Mando, as she motioned to him, standing nearby diligently watching over Meony. Turning her gaze to Cammy, she continued. "....we'll keep her under sedation and giving her the suppression drugs for a few hours to give her wounds time to heal properly."
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Post by Spectre on Aug 28, 2013 11:37:22 GMT -8
Lyssa continued to study the holoscreen while placing her forefinger over her lips, and listening to Cammy's verification of the skull fracture and nodded her head in agreement."Yes, doing the procedure now is better than waiting any longer. With the suppression drugs, the healing ability shouldn't give you any trouble. As I told Spectre before...." Her eyes lit briefly on the big Mando, as she motioned to him, standing nearby diligently watching over Meony. Turning her gaze to Cammy, she continued. "....we'll keep her under sedation and giving her the suppression drugs for a few hours to give her wounds time to heal properly."
"Hey Doctor Ramaela? Do you feel like something is out of place. I'm getting some really weird vibes from the ceiling. I just want to know if it's just me being paranoid and overly-protective." |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2013 23:53:09 GMT -8
Cammy nodded as Lyssa agreed with doing the operation here and now, before explaining that suppression drugs were helping hold back the healing power and that she was under heavy sedation. Both things gave her an advantage as far as fixing the fracture went. She looked up to the Mandalorian as he asked Lyssa if she felt like something was out of place, which was a bit of a silly question in her opinion considering that Meony's skull was not exactly in place. She shook her head as she figured it was more likely he was merely paranoid and overly protective
=Caoimhe Morviael=
I doubt anything could get by the security systems. As a doctor of neurology, I am sure it's merely just a bit of paranoia and over protectiveness. At any rate, this is a delicate operation, so I must ask that you exit the room and watch through the viewing window...
Caoimhe then motioned for one of the medical droids to escort the Mandalorian from the room. Meanwhile she moved the pillows out of the way as she set out some sterile plastic sheeting over the sheets underneath Meony's head before putting on a pair of gloves.
She then grabbed a Scalpel from the nearby table that Lyssa had pushed closer, while a med droid held a suction hose to suck up fluids as Caoimhe cut into the skin along the front of the fracture, doing her best to cut away the skin that had started to grow under the skull, quickly removing it before quickly cutting at the skin at the side and managing to reset the bone before the healing factor started to kick in as she placed a bacta patch on the cut lines.
She then removed the gloves and tossed them over in the medical waste disposal unit as the med droid disposed of the tissue that had been removed from underneath the bone. She then went back to the head of the bed as she placed the pillows back under Meony's head and did a final inspection of her work before motioning to the Mandalorian to rejoin them inside the room
=Caoimhe Morviael=
The operation was a success, the bone has been reset properly so she'll be fine when she comes to...
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Post by Lyssa Ramaela on Aug 30, 2013 23:43:13 GMT -8
Lyssa continued to study the holoscreen while placing her forefinger over her lips, and listening to Cammy's verification of the skull fracture and nodded her head in agreement."Yes, doing the procedure now is better than waiting any longer. With the suppression drugs, the healing ability shouldn't give you any trouble. As I told Spectre before...." Her eyes lit briefly on the big Mando, as she motioned to him, standing nearby diligently watching over Meony. Turning her gaze to Cammy, she continued. "....we'll keep her under sedation and giving her the suppression drugs for a few hours to give her wounds time to heal properly."
"Hey Doctor Ramaela? Do you feel like something is out of place. I'm getting some really weird vibes from the ceiling. I just want to know if it's just me being paranoid and overly-protective." |
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Post by Way Too Many Characters on Aug 31, 2013 0:41:52 GMT -8
Finally! Thingy isn’t exactly an arm that would do things without a darn good reason. I mean, she was trying to make friends with the spider-like spycam that was in the vent grate, but apparently, whoever controls the blessed thing either doesn’t care anymore or was just too stunned by a flying disembodied arm to do anything. But no matter, right? When Lyssa called Thingy, the arm turns around and gestures with her...well, with her arm, palms outstretched as if to say, “What?”. When Lyssa gives the arm a mission briefing, she clenches her hand and gives Lyssa the thumbs up. The doctor wants her to drag out anything that shouldn’t be there, in pieces if necessary, and be careful. Well, how many kinds of situation can Thingy get into where she’d require a hand?
Heh heh. Exactly!
When the vent opens, Thingy pulls back unnecessarily and darts forward at high speed. It isn’t going to be a long journey, considering where the...let’s call it a spyder...is. Due to its amazing size of so tiny, Thingy easily scoops up the artificial bug in her hand, gently clenches her fingers over it, and the arm promptly zips back out. Flying over to Lyssa at near supersonic speeds, and just narrowly avoids sucker-punching a passing male nurse in the face (that’s the jerk who tried to grab Thingy’s elbow!). She makes a kind of screeching halt sound, like rubber tires on a tar road, when she’s right between Spectre and Lysaa. Bouncing up and down in the air like an overexcited puppy, Thingy opens her hand to reveal the spyder. There’s the bug that shouldn’t be in the vents! What do they wanna do? Huh? Huh? What do they wanna do? Can she play with it? Thingy bends her arm while keeping the palm straight out and flat so as not to drop the bug, kind of making her take on a “Z” shape.
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