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 Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 5:04 pm
The med bay. A place where healing takes place. Upon entering the room, the lights immediately turn on, and alert a staff member to assist the injured. Several x-ray machines are present along the back wall. Several EKG's, line along side the individual beds in order to help out with cardiac arrests. All the walls inside, appear to be bland, blank. However, touching the wall, brings it to life, with computers, medications, bandages and the likes.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 5:08 pm
Jean was ushered into the medical department. Sitting painfully down on one of those spinning chairs as she watched her uniform get sliced off of her body. Like a hot knife cutting through butter. Wincing slightly to the areas where the uniform crispy-fied itself to her skin. She was assisted in slipping on a simple gown, as her wounds along her forearms were treated as well as her mid-upper torso. Feeling like a mummy as her arms got wrapped in an interesting cloth that helps heal minor injuries.
She decided to take the time she needed, to get as much rest as possible. She was already kicking herself for not being more cautious at the front line of battle. Yes sure they were not expecting an attack. Let alone on the front lawn of all places. They should have known that sooner than later, it was bound to happen. But this fast? And sudden?
Sighing deeply, she reached over, flicking the lamp light off. Laying back against the puffy pillows behind her head, staring endlessly up at the barren ceiling above her. Becoming lost in her thoughts.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 6:08 pm
Following Jean into the room, Pierre realized he had no clue what to do here. Luckily, the machine did most of the work.
"Umm... Ya need a pill or somethin'?" the young man asked, desperate to help. He looked around the room. There was nothing he recognized. Alien looking machines filled the room. He scanned the area for a white box with a red or green cross- the one thing he would be able to recognize. Not a-one.
Pierre sighed. He knew he was useless here. Subconciously, he knew he should be out fighting, but he was scared. He wanted to be here upon his father's return.
"Want me to, like, fluff a pillow or prop your leg up or something?" he asked in a last-ditch effort.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 7:10 pm
Missing Link5 Following Jean into the room, Pierre realized he had no clue what to do here. Luckily, the machine did most of the work. "Umm... Ya need a pill or somethin'?" the young man asked, desperate to help. He looked around the room. There was nothing he recognized. Alien looking machines filled the room. He scanned the area for a white box with a red or green cross- the one thing he would be able to recognize. Not a-one. Pierre sighed. He knew he was useless here. Subconciously, he knew he should be out fighting, but he was scared. He wanted to be here upon his father's return. "Want me to, like, fluff a pillow or prop your leg up or something?" he asked in a last-ditch effort. Jean rolled over on her side, smiling over towards Pierre. "You can stay as long as you like, Pierre. You are a great comfort to me right now. I hope you feel comfortable here. I know that hospitals and the likes aren't always welcoming. It's the people that really count. You do realize that, don't you, Pierre?" Patting the side of her bed, for him to take a seat if he so wished to do so. Jean would give him the biggest hug, just for him staying there with her. She knew he didn't have to stay. Hospitals are a boring and scary place.
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 10:31 pm
The medical doors chimed as Scott came in.
"How is Jean?"
He places his hand at her side.
"We got a big problem. Logan has went berserk since he saw you hurt. Do you think you got enough power to calm him down? Or enough strength to show yourself to him? I don't want to put you in anymore danger, but if he keeps tearing the scraps to shreds we won't have any evidence."
He looked at her so worried.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:56 am
"She's good." Jubilee chimed in. Rolling over on one of those rolling stools. "I would have bandaged her up, but the uh... doctor on duty had already gotten to her. You have GOT to show me how to make one of these doctors in a box come to life. It's sick man."
Realizing she was distracted at the medic talk, she gave a sideways smirk. "Oops my bad, sorry about the technical jargen there." Jubilee looked over to Pierre who seemed very uneasy in the place.
She started to suggest something, over hearing that Wolverine was going nuts-zo outside, due to Jean getting injured. "Uuh... Pierre? Care to help me fold up some sheets n' stuff?" Looking between Scott and Jean, thinking maybe they needed to get a handle on the situation taking place outside. Still wondering what in the frak happened earlier with all the robots attacking people then them?
[[Duuudes! I'm so sorry, it's taken me so long to post. My computer kept crashing on me >.<;;;]]
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 7:28 am
Even though she looked a whole lot worse with all the bandages, she was actually feeling better. Possibly the drugs? No, not possible. The burn that she received on her upper torso was almost healed, and she didn't even know that. How could she? No one would know unless they undid her bandaging.
Seeing Scott enter into the room her face lit up a bit more, from this doom and gloom place. Quirking a high brow, when he stated, 'we have a problem'. Jean already knew before Scott got a chance to finish his sentence.
Sensing that Logan was already in bezerker mode outside, pulling herself upright. Noticing she didn't wince to the sudden move. She thought, perhaps it was the drugs. Little did she realize, just what was going on. Placing a gentle hand against Scott's, she smiled towards him, knowingly.
"I'll try and do what I can, Scott." Removing herself from the bed, taking up a robe, as it hovered over to where she was standing. Sliding into it, as she slid on some slippers. "Shall we head outside and see what damage and destruction Logan has caused, so we can salvage something?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 11:14 am
He stood in the medical bay, looking at recordings of what happened in the yard. How could they just stroll onto the grounds. Who is to blame for all this mess. The city, the attack on humans. Hmmm... He stood motionless, watching the scenes of peace now showing on the screens. It seemed that with the Mansion grounds cleared, the Sentinels are now gone. Was it all a decoy, were they trying to get us away from the mansion so they could attack it. The thoughts swirled his head as he closed his eyes to think. Jean... Her face filled his head, just as it did earlier when she broke him out of his feral rage.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 11:25 am
After staring into the screens for a moment, Logan turned and left the Med Bay, headed out in the direction of the War Room. We need answers. He said to himself as he walked down the hall.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 11:52 am
As peter rushes into the medical room he see's the rest of the team sitting around. Sorry i'm late is jean ok? i was on my way there when i got stopped by some criminals who were fleeing a crime scene as police were chasin them and they hit me while running i think they were mutants because one of them was actually actually a racer lookin kind of guy. So i decided to help out. He said as he looked at jean and then to the floor at where he was standing.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 1:41 pm
((Sorry, Juby, I delayed the story. I cant keep up. It seems yall post while im at school.))
With a nod, Pierre followed Jubilee out of the room. He senced Jubilee was up to something, so he went along with it.
Yeah, yeah! Good idea! A clean hospital is a... healthy hospital! Get well soon, Jean! Spades said, running after the young child.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:00 pm
He walks through the door and heads to the nearest table to lay Scott on and does so. Hey, One Eye, you still in there.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:12 pm
His nightmares got worse. Images of vemon chasing him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:16 pm
He watched as Scott seemed to have nightmares. Hey, bub, wake up! Snap out of it! Hey yelled as he shook him, trying to rouse him from his torment.
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