049: Fade to Red [Joint Post]

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[They appear crouched on the Plane, having just come from this. They both look like they've essentially just had The Day From Hell. Diva is covered in blood, most of it her own, and she's still bleeding from the ears. She's paler than normal and her eyes have a cloudy, glazed look to them; her movements are sluggish. Hei is covered in blood as well, black mixed with red, and he's bleeding rather profusely from the nose. He starts coughing and spits a glob of blood onto the Plane floor. Both of them look like they're only seconds from either passing out or dying.]

[Diva is more out of it than Hei is as her brain tries to fix the damage from the sedatives, so Hei is the one to speak.]

Mu...now might be a good time...

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[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[oh, hey, that looks bad. Martha stares at them for a moment, then runs over to help them, kneeling in front of them] Oh, God, what happened?

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[Hei stares at her rather blearily for a moment.]

A lot...

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She stands for a brief, half-frozen moment before she's next to Hei, putting her arms around his shoulders, gently forcing him to lay down with his head in her lap.] Hei. What... God, tell me you didn't... [He wouldn't have gone all the way back to Tokyo. He wouldn't have gone into PANDORA alone.]

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[raised eyebrow] I can see that. Where are you two hurt?

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[He looks down at Diva.] They must have given her something. I don't know...

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[okay, right, dealing with people in shock] Like a sedative or something? Are you wounded, too?

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[Hei somehow manages to keep hold of Diva. He doesn't really even see Misaki until his head is in her lap.]

Mis...

I had to. PANDORA...

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Helpless. Helpless. Totally--] What did they do to you? What.... what can I do?

[contract_star]

[Wipes at his nose, trying and failing to be discreet.] I'll live. Sedatives...there was a dart in her neck. Might have tranqed her.

[contract_star]

Not them. I did...I don't know. Something...

[He reaches up and takes her hand, rather shakily.] Just. Stay. For a minute.

[madamemoiselle]

{She's just murmuring incoherently}

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[eyeing the blood] And...some sort of sonic damage, I'm guessing? The two of you need to get in a prone position, especially Diva. [she unslings her pack and starts rooting for her stethoscope and her new first aid kid, as well as some tea towels she swiped frm the Plane - she hands one of those to Hei]

[madamemoiselle]

{OH THAT'S OKAY MISAKI. Diva will just hang out while her brain restarts.}

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Shit, what the hell- [Thankfully, Jolyne's used to seeing copious amounts of blood and horrible, life-threatening injuries. She crouches down next to the pair, shaking her head.] Nevermind. You guys have any external injuries? Sorry, but I can't handle anything on the inside.

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[Hei accepts the towel gratefully and presses it to his nose.] I don't know. It was all... [Waves his hand absently. Yeah, not thinking too clearly anymore because of the blood loss.]

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External...I don't know. Diva... [Diva probably has a few bullet wounds, and Hei has one or two mostly superficial ones himself.] They gave her something I think...

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne takes a minute to glance over them, looking for injuries. That much blood *probably* means at least *something*. And oh hay, bullet wounds and other such fun things!] Considering the state she's in, that's probably a good thing. Here, hold her still a second.

[Two of Jolyne's fingers unravel into a thin string, with which she goes about trying to sew up those flesh wounds.]

[madamemoiselle]

{She's murmuring quietly, incoherently}

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[she grabs hold of Diva...somewhere and helps Hei lower her to the floor] Problem is, I can't figure out what sort of sedative they used without doing blood tests. And, actually, I don't have any way to run blood tests or get hold of an antidote...[she sighs, drooping a little and looking guilty for a moment] All I can do is monitor her vitals and try to keep them steady. [slipping the stethoscope into her ears now] Has she got wounds anywhere else?

[contract_star]

I don't know...with Diva...

[Watches rather absently until, well, Jolyne's fingers unravel.] What...how are you...?

[mercwamouth]

...You guys get out?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Damn, I wish F.F. was here. She's better at these things than I am. [Sewing up your bullet wounds now, lalalala~]

[contract_star]

She'll...be alright. She heals fast. We just. Need to get out of that place. Get to Sapporo.

...Thank you.

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Not yet. Need Mu.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[she frowns as she presses the stethoscope to Diva's chest] I'm not sure if she can heal fast enough...her vitals are pretty weak, Hei.