Medic and a Nurse [Lily]

[seejay2]

OOC: Im so sleepy, this is not going to be a very good post.... Sorry


A light flickered on illuminating a small room. It was nothing special, steel table and some chairs, a few benches around the wall and a sink. The light reflected off the table top as a person walked in, he placed a helmet on one of the benches, the red cross glowing under the light. A bag was placed on the table and opened, a name was stitched into the top of the bag. Marcus Flint. From the back he pulled an assortment or medical equipiment, placing them about the table. Bandages, scissors, tablets, syrettes, needles and much more. All the items needed to patch up a busted open sodlier.

He started cleaning the needles and scissors, he was missing a few things and had to search through the small cupboards for the items. He had to restock his kit, otherwise he would be useless in the field.

[lilian]

OOC: Don't feel bad. Mine sucks

Sometimes Lily wondered how long this would continue on. There was nothing more disappointing than losing another soldier on the table. She had been assisting on a surgery and the man just died - they had almost finished too, he just stopped. A lot of people just stopped, she noticed and after washing her hands and cleaning herself off as best she could, the young nurse was tired and full of nervous energy. Rest was her main prerogative when she had the opportunity to do so and hopefully it wouldn't be too detrimental for her to have some privacy and a power nap.

Removing her helmet, she entered an empty room and looked up - slightly surprised as it wasn't so empty as she had originally thought. Well, the idea of a power nap wasn't going to happen, and she saw that he was cleaning off his equipment and fixing up his kit. Well, she could help with that. Softly clearing her throat, the nurse attempted a weak smile, "Do you need any help?"

[seejay2]

OOC: You know what, I'm finding it a little hard to make things interesting just by cleaning out a medical kit. If you have any ideas how to make it better please do so.

Marcus was in the middle of re-rolling a bandage when a noise caught his attention, someone clearing their throat? He looked up to see a nurse standing in the doorway. She seemed tired, very tired, but she had still offered to help him restock his kit. He straightened up as she gave a smile. He returned it and spoke, "Sure, I'll never turn down help when its offered, but only if your sure. You look a little tired."

He looked down at his kit, it was spread out all over the table, not in a mess but in neat rows and columns. There was still a pile of bandages sitting in the corner that needed to be rolled or folder. He motioned towards them. "You may help roll these if you like?" He said as he picked up one of the bandages and started rolling it.

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

CLOSED

Marcus - 3 CP

Lilian - 2 CP