you decide on team grunt. which is great! they're all in bad shape, but it isn't unfixable. you can start with them, and then help the other healers handle feixiao and yukong after, right?
anyway. between the four of you, you use whatever you've got on hand to stabilize them. it ends up that childe has a pretty severe head injury and concussion, as well as a nasty gash through his side. you bandage his side, and you get him to finally rest by giving him meds that chill him out and stop him from climbing out of bed. the general prognosis for childe is it looks like he's going to recover, but you anticipate a most likely temporary loss of fine motor function. he'll be pissed he has to stay in bed and that he won't be able to hold a pen for a while, but he'll live.
sushang has a broken ankle and a couple of slashes, but - she's okay. mostly, she's worried about the others. she asks you a lot after the other people on the field, about whether or not certain people survived. she tells you, worriedly, that she saw natasha out on the battlefield trying to help someone, and then get swiped by a borisin. she doesn't know where natasha went, if she's still alive. you have to check the aftermath, what if she's still out there? sushang is strong, and she is brave, but as you bandage her wounds, she's holding back tears. she's young, and this is her first campaign. she hasn't ever actually seen anybody die, especially not in front of her. all you can do is wrap her ankle and her wounds, and tell her you'll find out what happened to the others.
xingqiu is the most injured out of all of them. he's unconscious when he's brought in, and it's - touch and go. there might be surgery involved here, which yae miko takes care of for the most part, but she needs the rest of you on standby. at the end of it, he's stable, but in bad condition. broken leg, severe blood loss, claw and teeth marks - but he's breathing. you'll all need to keep an eye on him for the next few days.
however.
while you're dealing with this, you hear something that sounds like a scream. it's short, strangled, and furious - it's the kind of emotion that gets ripped out of you. outside of the clinic, you can hear a door slam open so hard it rattles the wall, and from where you are, you can see general feixiao stalking out across town, still bloody, dripping it behind her. ringo stumbles after her, calling for her, but she ignores him. he stops, watching her take off, slumping.
bailu, the little dragon healer, comes into the room you are all doing treatment, and tells you, with an exhaustion that hurts, that yukong succumbed to her injuries. she's gone.
the final report is thirty dead, with your fellow healer natasha included in that number. for now, it is quiet, the borisin retreating, but you know that there will be more to come. ]
[ Somehow, none of this is surprising to Claude, even though this is his first deployment. But war is difficult, trying, and merciless, and most days you just have to accept that and push on.
What is a little horrifying is seeing people's insides on the outside and having to put them back in place, but he's a healer so... he'll just have to deal with that like a professional.
It's exhausting trying to stabilize the wounded, and they're rewarded for their efforts by a loud and furious scream. It almost feels like the explosion going off again.
Claude will peel off his gloves and look over at Richie first, grim and aware that he'll likely take it the hardest. Well, maybe after Taair. ]
[It's the scream that does it. He'd been able to focus, keep the blinders on and the bandages coming as long as the general din stayed at a steady ruckus. And they do well, too, as much as can be expected.
But then Feixiao lets loose and he feels a boulder crash through that precision focus and plummet straight to the bottom of his gut. He turns to watch her storm out, his brain moving slower than his body as he watches the miserable scene.
Then the news comes.
He's quiet. Deathly quiet. The room swims around him, sounds blurring into a smear and faces gone fuzzy, as if he didn't have thick prescription lenses to fix just that.
If the work here is done, then so is he.
Richie stalks out of the room. Not a word to anyone.]
[feixiao storms out first, pursued by ringo. then, so does richie. and all mizu can do in this moment is stand there and watch, sweaty and exhausted and covered in someone else's blood after spending hours trying to save as many lives as possible — yet not nearly enough. it will never be enough as long as the borisin stand against them. but, well, that's war for you!
mizu peels off the bloody gloves from his hands, looking to claude first and clocking him as probably the most stable person in the room right now. taair is... a concern. but not one mizu can linger on at this moment. dealing with other people's emotions is, somehow, even harder than scooping a guy's guts back inside his stomach.
regardless of how taair reacts, mizu will turn around and start picking up around the clinic. finding things that need to be disinfected. things that need to be thrown out, lest they risk contamination. things to keep busy in the aftermath.
the clinic will need to be in tiptop shape for the next time, anyway. there is always going to be a next time.]
[ the hardest part of it all is the grief, and that moment that comes from one second too late.
healing xingqiu - pouring magic healing to keep him stable as yae prepares for surgery, turning to a sobbing sushang and pressing a needle and thread through a stab wound - (maybe you can come back with and have dinner with me and my uncle, Taair) while trying to soothe her, promising he'll go find natasha even if he has a feeling what might have happened to a kindhearted upper-ranked healer on the field with a wolf. there's not even enough time to process his emotions, barely even time to think beyond abundance healing, grab sanitary bandages tie tourniquet add pressure cast spell, burn magic, cauterize injury abundance healing take something restore energy heal again, drain yourself, wrap bandage, apply pressure, tie tourniquet. the second he has free hands he's turning back to bailu, already shedding and putting on new gloves, the second he can get his hands free. help, let me help, what can i do, let me give and give and give until i can't anymore -
but she's got that grim look on her face, tiny as it is, wizened despite her years, and he looks down at his hands, covered in blood, and hears feixiao's scream. the sound of it makes taair's vision blur. makes the room spin. makes sickness rise up in his stomach that he forces down.
it occurs to him a few seconds later, that feixiao is still hurt. and when richie stalks out of the room, there are two moments of brief, powerful silence.
and is it turns out, the concern was not mizu who would run to fight at all, but rather - despite the horrors of loss, it's taair who turns right on his heel and bolts out of the room, still in full lockdown mode, tearing after ringo and feixiao as fast as his feet can carry him with spellbook still in his hand. maybe he can reach. his healing magic is long range. maybe he can help her. maybe, maybe, maybe. ]
[ there's nothing to be done about it. you've made your decisions, and you have to live with them. you've learned today that you cannot always save everybody.
by the time that taair gets outside, feixiao has taken off - ringo grabs taair gently to try and keep him back, telling him she essentially just launched herself out of the city entirely. she'll come back, he tells taair. she always comes back.
bailu shakily comes in to help claude and mizu clean the clinic. she's small, but she knows how to handle this sort of thing. it's okay. she's here to help.
wherever richie goes, he'll find marcoh. marcoh is silent and bloody-fisted, but he rests a hand on richie's shoulder in understanding, and then leaves him alone, if he wants it.
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you decide on team grunt. which is great! they're all in bad shape, but it isn't unfixable. you can start with them, and then help the other healers handle feixiao and yukong after, right?
anyway. between the four of you, you use whatever you've got on hand to stabilize them. it ends up that childe has a pretty severe head injury and concussion, as well as a nasty gash through his side. you bandage his side, and you get him to finally rest by giving him meds that chill him out and stop him from climbing out of bed. the general prognosis for childe is it looks like he's going to recover, but you anticipate a most likely temporary loss of fine motor function. he'll be pissed he has to stay in bed and that he won't be able to hold a pen for a while, but he'll live.
sushang has a broken ankle and a couple of slashes, but - she's okay. mostly, she's worried about the others. she asks you a lot after the other people on the field, about whether or not certain people survived. she tells you, worriedly, that she saw natasha out on the battlefield trying to help someone, and then get swiped by a borisin. she doesn't know where natasha went, if she's still alive. you have to check the aftermath, what if she's still out there? sushang is strong, and she is brave, but as you bandage her wounds, she's holding back tears. she's young, and this is her first campaign. she hasn't ever actually seen anybody die, especially not in front of her. all you can do is wrap her ankle and her wounds, and tell her you'll find out what happened to the others.
xingqiu is the most injured out of all of them. he's unconscious when he's brought in, and it's - touch and go. there might be surgery involved here, which yae miko takes care of for the most part, but she needs the rest of you on standby. at the end of it, he's stable, but in bad condition. broken leg, severe blood loss, claw and teeth marks - but he's breathing. you'll all need to keep an eye on him for the next few days.
however.
while you're dealing with this, you hear something that sounds like a scream. it's short, strangled, and furious - it's the kind of emotion that gets ripped out of you. outside of the clinic, you can hear a door slam open so hard it rattles the wall, and from where you are, you can see general feixiao stalking out across town, still bloody, dripping it behind her. ringo stumbles after her, calling for her, but she ignores him. he stops, watching her take off, slumping.
bailu, the little dragon healer, comes into the room you are all doing treatment, and tells you, with an exhaustion that hurts, that yukong succumbed to her injuries. she's gone.
the final report is thirty dead, with your fellow healer natasha included in that number. for now, it is quiet, the borisin retreating, but you know that there will be more to come. ]
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What is a little horrifying is seeing people's insides on the outside and having to put them back in place, but he's a healer so... he'll just have to deal with that like a professional.
It's exhausting trying to stabilize the wounded, and they're rewarded for their efforts by a loud and furious scream. It almost feels like the explosion going off again.
Claude will peel off his gloves and look over at Richie first, grim and aware that he'll likely take it the hardest. Well, maybe after Taair. ]
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But then Feixiao lets loose and he feels a boulder crash through that precision focus and plummet straight to the bottom of his gut. He turns to watch her storm out, his brain moving slower than his body as he watches the miserable scene.
Then the news comes.
He's quiet. Deathly quiet. The room swims around him, sounds blurring into a smear and faces gone fuzzy, as if he didn't have thick prescription lenses to fix just that.
If the work here is done, then so is he.
Richie stalks out of the room. Not a word to anyone.]
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mizu peels off the bloody gloves from his hands, looking to claude first and clocking him as probably the most stable person in the room right now. taair is... a concern. but not one mizu can linger on at this moment. dealing with other people's emotions is, somehow, even harder than scooping a guy's guts back inside his stomach.
regardless of how taair reacts, mizu will turn around and start picking up around the clinic. finding things that need to be disinfected. things that need to be thrown out, lest they risk contamination. things to keep busy in the aftermath.
the clinic will need to be in tiptop shape for the next time, anyway. there is always going to be a next time.]
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healing xingqiu - pouring magic healing to keep him stable as yae prepares for surgery, turning to a sobbing sushang and pressing a needle and thread through a stab wound - (maybe you can come back with and have dinner with me and my uncle, Taair) while trying to soothe her, promising he'll go find natasha even if he has a feeling what might have happened to a kindhearted upper-ranked healer on the field with a wolf. there's not even enough time to process his emotions, barely even time to think beyond abundance healing, grab sanitary bandages tie tourniquet add pressure cast spell, burn magic, cauterize injury abundance healing take something restore energy heal again, drain yourself, wrap bandage, apply pressure, tie tourniquet. the second he has free hands he's turning back to bailu, already shedding and putting on new gloves, the second he can get his hands free. help, let me help, what can i do, let me give and give and give until i can't anymore -
but she's got that grim look on her face, tiny as it is, wizened despite her years, and he looks down at his hands, covered in blood, and hears feixiao's scream. the sound of it makes taair's vision blur. makes the room spin. makes sickness rise up in his stomach that he forces down.
it occurs to him a few seconds later, that feixiao is still hurt. and when richie stalks out of the room, there are two moments of brief, powerful silence.
and is it turns out, the concern was not mizu who would run to fight at all, but rather - despite the horrors of loss, it's taair who turns right on his heel and bolts out of the room, still in full lockdown mode, tearing after ringo and feixiao as fast as his feet can carry him with spellbook still in his hand. maybe he can reach. his healing magic is long range. maybe he can help her. maybe, maybe, maybe. ]
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by the time that taair gets outside, feixiao has taken off - ringo grabs taair gently to try and keep him back, telling him she essentially just launched herself out of the city entirely. she'll come back, he tells taair. she always comes back.
bailu shakily comes in to help claude and mizu clean the clinic. she's small, but she knows how to handle this sort of thing. it's okay. she's here to help.
wherever richie goes, he'll find marcoh. marcoh is silent and bloody-fisted, but he rests a hand on richie's shoulder in understanding, and then leaves him alone, if he wants it.
and then, a little bit of time passes. ]