>~< -- Hatching Sands

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: 1, 2, 3, 4 ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 18:54:55 06/07/05 Tue
Author: Marja; D'rai
Subject: >~<
In reply to: Kuorisse 's message, "Run!" on 21:50:33 06/01/05 Wed

"Yes, this is going to need stitches," Marja says, half to herself and half to Sahira. "But cleaning comes first - ah, thank you!" she tells Kuorisse, looking up and flashing the girl a tense smile. "Thank you very much. This isn't as bad as the other girl's wounds," she goes on to Sahira, doing her best to soothe the injured girl. "And your head won't need stitching, just bandages. Weyrwoman, there's cloth, numbweed salve, and bandages in my bag. Could you bandage her head while I take care of this, please?" Assuming that Wessae will do as asked, Marja turns her full attention to the arm, quickly swabbing and rinsing it clean. A shadow falling over her brings Marja's attention to the blue hatchling, and for a panicked moment she's afraid that Xaloth has come for Sahira and wouldn't that be a mess, but it's Kuorisse the dragon seems to want. "Go," she says immediately, seconding Wessae's words. "I have enough help, and he needs to be fed." Gesturing to D'rai to hold a clean cloth against it while she digs out another sterile packet of needle and suturing thread, the Healer reaches into the bag and hesitates when her hand brushes the bottle of fellis juice. It would only be fair to ask, since stitching this wound isn't going to be fun, but isn't likely to kill the girl of sheer shock as the previous had been. "Do you want to drink some fellis juice and go to sleep before I do this?" she asks Sahira. "I'd advise it, since I'm afraid that you don't have the risk of being drugged out of Impression." Marja sounds genuinely apologetic, but she couldn't have ignored the other girl. She regrets drugging Isabel without consent, and will have to apologize later, but she hadn't wanted to run any risks with that injury. Those gashes on her leg were so close to the artery, and if the abdominal wall had been breached- Now's not the time for those thoughts, though, and she shakes them off and fixes her attention on Sahira, waiting for an answer.

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]