Training Open The Doctor's In! (And... very inexperienced.)

[Silvertongue Songfox]

"An officer?" Silvertongue laughed a bit wearily. "I think you're confusing my position, sir. I'm just the Captain's aide." He turned to Finn as he held up the lantern. "Right, go ahead Finnian."

He winced as the lantern was held up, and his pupils did shrink before he held his arm up, blocking the light.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

Finn had never examined eyes this closely before, and let out a small gasp of astonishment as they constricted with the additional light. "Whoa!"

"Mr. Songfox," admonished the doctor, "young Finnian here should be glad he even has a rank -- and is not in the brig, or worse. As such, he must learn to address his officers, even midshipmen, with all due regard. If you do not instill discipline in him now, you will have to beat it into him later."

The hulking pine martin looked hard at the foxkit, who wilted a little under the doctor's gaze. And yet, Mr. Barrett was not being unkind, only stern. "Right now, he just needs a little nudge, and he'll learn... How are his pupils, Finn?"

"They were equal, sir! Both of 'em. They got real small, but then they relaxed!"

"Very good, Finn. Mr. Songfox, you appear to have suffered a small concussion, given your loss of consciousness, and sensitivity to light. Fortunately, nothing seems to be broken. However, I will keep you in the infirmary for 24 hours for observation, as these injuries can be deceptive and tricky. You may feel nauseous later today, but I expect your condition will improve, and young Finnian will be more than happy to keep you company. You will be on light duty for the next week. No lifting heavy things, no strenuous movement, and certainly no acrobatics. Finn, please complete the documentation, and tend to Mr. Songfox, while I return to my quarters."

Finn nodded, and respectfully tugged his forelock as Mr. Barrett left -- before fetching a small bucket for him, just incase a wave of nausea struck. Finn was back to his cheerful self moments later, a playful grin on his face. Assuming Greeneye had returned, Finn would help him get a cool rag behind Silvie's head to help with the swelling. "How y'feeling Silv--Mr. Songfox?"

 

[Greeneye]

At that moment, Greeneye came barging into the infirmary, a bucket of seawater sloshing in his arm.

“Okay, took me a bit, but I got der sea water. Is Silvie gonna be okay?!”

 

[Silvertongue Songfox]

Silvertongue gave Greeneye an exasperated smile. “Goodness, Greeneye. You act like I’m made of glass. I’m fine, everyone. It’s just a minor bump.”

He turned to Finnian. “I’m feeling alright, Finnian. Though I suppose I’ll need a doctors note to pass along to the Captain.”

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

Finn had seen how the doctor treated the pseudo volunteers who came in with patients. As long as they were constructively helpful, he was always kind, and remarked how they were helping. Honestly, it seemed like half the work of the infirmary was just being kind to people. (Which Finn already enjoyed greatly.)

"Oy! Thanks for the water Greeneye! This'll really help with the bruise..." he said, dipping some rags in to soak them with cold seawater. Finn folded them nearly, and wrapped them lightly over the bruised area. "Mr. Barrett said he wants t'keep Silvie here for a day, but thinks he'll be better soon!"

With that, Finn began setting a pair of hammocks up next to each other. Sleeping on the operating table would be miserable indeed. It was well into evening, and night would be on them soon. "So... Where'd you guys meet? I heard you travel together?"

 

[Silvertongue Songfox]

"Where did we meet?" Silvertongue repeated the question. "Well, we met on Greeneye's father's ship. Greenie, he was the only friend I had growing up. I couldn't imagine my life without him.” He said with a smile. “He’s the light of my life…”

 

[Greeneye]

“Ah, Geez. I can’t stand it when ye get mushy like dat.” Greeneye groaned. “Well, if’n ur not dyin’, I’m gonna get outta ‘ere before I get sick of hearing’ ya speak.” He sat the bucket down and quickly retreated out of the infirmary.

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

Stumbling across the deck, holding down his forearm with visible laceration and a long shard of brass spiked into it, Kaii brushes past Greeneye with a short nod as he enters the infirmary. "Hello fellow vulpines, is one of you someone who could help me with this?" Kaii asks the beasts inside with dead calm, almost as if being seriously wounded was nothing to him but an inconvenience. He moves his muzzle slightly to point it at his wounded arm that slowly spills blood onto the deck.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

Finn was feeling quite accomplished now. Everyone that had come in so far hadn't died yet! Being a doctor must be pretty easy... Or so he thought.

"Bleeech! That is pretty mushy... Just how hard didja hit your head?" he laughed. Finn couldn't quite tell if Silvie was being entirely serious or not, and stood close to check his pupils again.

As Kaii approached, he swiveled his ears to listen. He was learning to tell just by how someone approached whether there was a true emergency or not. As far as he could tell, the incoming patient was just asking for help moving something, he was asking so calmly.

"Oh! Yeah, I can help, what seems to be the prooo--uuhh..." Finny asked, his voice trailing off as he saw the wounded fox.

"Ooohh... ...ooohhh eww... that's a lot of blood... Uhmm... Mr. Barrett?" he called out, while grabbing a towel, and running over to hold it under the fox's injured arm.

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

With a warm smile entering his muzzle upon seeing a young kit trying to help him out Kaii slowly breathes out. "Thanks kit, I wouldn't want this deck to get too dirty, least they will make me clean it up again." He chuckles as he sits down on the nearby stool, somewhat wobbly from the blood loss but still unfazed by being hurt. "I need to get back to work before they notice I am not shoveling coal as I should've. Can you take care of it quickly?" He finished with a sharp cough while using his unharmed paw to gently clink a claw against the metal shard, wincing slightly at the pain it causes.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

"FINN!" barked a loud voice from the other room. "We don't say eww to patients!" Mr. Barret, the ship's surgeon, stormed into the room. "I've told you a thousand times, you have to inspire confidence in the patient! You can't make them worry that you're nauseated byyy---euuhhh!" Mr. Barrett recoiled as he rounded the corner, surprised to find Kaii with such a bloody injury. "Good gravy, what happened to you?"

Finn, in the mean time, held up his paw, and was startled to find it soaked in the other fox's blood. He looked woozy for a moment, and tried to wipe some of it off on Kaii's towel.

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

With a glint in his eyes, Kaii looks at Mr. Barret. "Greetings. I was trying to set up a small contraption to help me with the shovel. Sadly the spring went off and now I have this small issue." He responds calmly while gesturing with his good paw at the remains of the spring pulley at the end of the shard. "Can you take it out safely? It is brass so from what I know it shouldn't lead to infections..." He adds slumping a bit down only to regain posture quickly after, visibly fighting against his body to stay up.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

"It's no good wiping blood off Finn, you have to wash -- oh cripes!" The hulking pine martin lunged forward to catch Kaii. "Finn, Finn. Stay with me kit. Go fetch me a tourniquet, quickly now." In the mean time, Mr. Barrett clamped his fingers firmly over Kaii's brachial artery to help staunch the bleeding slightly.

Finn stumbled away, quite glad to get away from the bloody mess for a second. He'd never seen so much blood before, and the sight was hard to stomach. "T-tourniquet! H-hold on..." The kit shook his head, and tried to regain his nerve as he stumbled over to a nearby tray, and fetched one. He took a few deep breaths, and trotted back, carefully wrapping the belt around Kaii's arm, and turning the windlass a few turns.

"Good boy, Finn. Keep turning it. Keep tightening it until the bleeding stops."

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

While observing the process, Kaii seemed very interested in it. "Such a simple yet clever contraption... I ponder if you could make it automatic. Maybe a spring? Or maybe some pressurized aiiii..." He dozed off with the hiss as the blood loss finally got to him, if only for a moment.

Soon after, almost too quickly, Kaii got back to his senses. He shook his head and looked at the two beasts trying to save his life. "Phew, sorry gentlemen, I am a bit lightheaded from this whole thing, you mind if I lay rest for a moment? Also If you need tools to cut those springs, I may have something in my bag here" He spoke again far too casual about it all as his good paw went to the small tool bag attached to his belt on the hip.

Despite his bleeding now being manageable, thanks to the tourniquet, his body was limp and held upwards only by his sheer determination to live.

 

[Silvertongue Songfox]

Silvertongue, seeing the state the fox was in, sat up and pulled himself onto his feet. "I think he should the one laying on the table, not me. I'll have Greeneye take me to my quarters, and I promise I will rest." He said, wobbling a bit before placing a paw on the wall to steady himself.

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

Kaii noded at Silvertongue with composed gratitude, gracefully in his wobbliness trying to stand up and get to the table. „Cheers kind sir, I hope your ailment isn’t too critical, you seem to be struggling with walking.” He speaks as If he wasn’t in bad condition himself.

„Say, you seem to be clothed unlike anyone else on this ship. My name is Kaii, may I learn yours?” He speaks to the fox with a small bow that leads to him falling into the table with an audible thud.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

Mr. Barrett reached over to put a final turn on the windlass, and inspected Kaii's arm closely to ensure the bleeding really had stopped. "Now Finn, pay close attention. The patient here is going into shock. This is very bad -- see how he's losing consciousness? But we've caught it early, and have bought ourselves quite some time."

The pine martin looked at Kaii with mild bemusement as he face planted. This was certainly an odd fellow. Poor Finny, however, was looking quite green. "You did well, Finn. Go over and open the window and get some air. I'll handle the patient for now..." Finn was more than happy to comply!

The pine martin stood, and looked over at Silvie with mild indignation! "Mr. Songfox, I should like to keep you for observation overnight... But if you would be more comfortable in your quarters, then please ensure Greeneye monitors you through the night. If you develop a fever, or nausea, have him fetch us at once. I will send orders for bed rest for the next twenty four hours tonight."

Turning to Kaii, Mr. Barrett leaned over, and scooped the vulpine up like he was a small kit. "Now let's get you more comfortable, shall we?" he said somewhat more gently, his brusque manner fading a bit. The pine martin crossed over to the operating table, and laid the fox down on it gently, before propping a blanket under his legs.

Finn, in the mean time, had stationed himself by the window, and was gulping in breaths of fresh air. The poor kit was still looking quite green. "Now Finnian... patients in shock will be much more comfortable if they lay down. He's lost a good deal of blood, but the legs hold quite a bit of blood. If we elevate his legs slightly, the blood will drain back to his bo--"

And at this, the poor kit retched out the window. All this talk of blood was a bit much.

"Oh dear. Well... in any case, I'm sure you'll feel better in a moment..." said the surgeon, putting a blanket around the younger fox to keep him warm.

 

[Kaii Nashirou]

Kaii observed the interaction between the two foxes silently, trying to gauge their relationship. After a while however he focused much more on the Mr. Barret's words. Listening to him attentively, probably more so than a poor kit that was not handling the blood well enough.

"Poor kit, I do not envy him this reaction yet I am glad the younglings are not as immune to blood as those who lived through the revolutions..." He stated with a visible wince upon his muzzle, clearly a mark of wound much deeper than the one he came with to the infirmary.

Kaii closed his eyes and settled still, letting the others work without any obstructions. Of course, he wasn't immune to pain, yet he took it with no fear nor regret. Muffling his own screams by clenching his muzzle with healthy paw and making sure he wasn't moving the wounded one at any cost.

 

[FinnianBrightfur]

Mr. Barrett watched over Finn. The poor kit would become desensitized to this sooner or later, but for now he needed a moment to recover. "Steel yourself, kit. We'll be putting in stitches later, and I'll have you observe the process."

"Now, you're in for a bit of luck, young seabeast. Normally we reserve the Laudanum for more severe patients, but in this circumstance, I suspect taking the edge off the pain will be as much a benefit to yourself as it will young Finnian over there..."

The surgeon produced a small key from his person, and went to a locked cupboard to retrieve an amber glass with a foreboding black label on it. Drawing out a small dose, he carefully brought the spoon to the fox's muzzle. "This should help with the pain..."

 

[Silvertongue Songfox]

Silvertongue looked over at this fox he had yet to meet on the ship. "I-I'm -um... Silvertongue. If you'll excuse me- I think I need to go lay down."

He nodded wearily to Kai, before letting himself be escorted out of the infirmary by Greeneye.