joint video post: announcing free first aid kits and clinic stuff! by Donny, Steph, Ella and Flora

[bumbles]

( THE SETTING: the setting isn't exciting. I mean, it's the clinic and it looks extremely clean and well organised, but that's probably more a relief to any observers than exciting. Donny is himself, dressed in his scrubs, sleeves of the long shirt he wears underneath rolled up so that the tattoos and metal bands around his forearms are visible. He'd look sort of badass if he didn't also look a little bit green.

Fortunately he is surrounded by attractive people and first aid kits! YEAH. AWESOME. Ella is on his right, Flora as his left, although they're positioned on one side of the camera. Almost like they are keeping room for something. )

Um, h-hey. I'm-- I'm Donny, I um, I help in the-- the c-clinic? With-- supplies, and coordinating uh, stuff. ( There's a long pause, and he glances to Flora, fumbling with his words for a second before he can put something together. ) Um, just-- we just wanted to announce that we have um, m-made first aid k-kits for all the Transports. I think-- some of you p-picked them up at the m-meeting? 

( he's making a conscious effort not to fidget, but he looks so uncomfortable, and there's a reason he doesn't... do video posts. This time he's chewing his lip, glancing at Ella for a second before his gaze drops and his fingers curl towards his palms. )

If you haven't g-got one yet, if you c-could um, please come by the c-clinic. It'd b-be-- be good to get um, everyone checked off the list b-before the day n-new Transports arrive. And-- yep.

( Oh what's that? Donny seems to look horrified for a second, before Stephanie steps on camera, holding a first aid kit and modelling its contents the way you might see a car or a fridge or another fantastic prize modelled on a quiz show. Stephanie, please.

She even has a suitable 'game show model' smile, though it turns into a sheepish grin about a third of the way into her little demonstration.

With that ruined, she steps up so she's closer to the camera, putting an arm around Donny's shoulders as she addresses their audience. Donny would like the ground to swallow him up and it shows. ]

Sorry, they dared me to do it. [No they didn't.] Hey, everyone, I'm Steph, and I'm here to help you learn how to use these handy little things, if you'd like. Well, there are a few other people who can teach you as well, but I'm the cutest.

[Donny is looking horrified still (THIS IS A SERIOUS ANNOUNCEMENT), but Steph is all smiles.]

Anyway, most of this stuff is pretty simple, but if you'd like to learn your way around basic first aid, there are some classes you can sign up for, either by replying here, or coming down to the clinic whenever you're free. [a beat, to let that sink in, then:] That's it from me, have a good one, guys.

[And with a little salute, and a pat to Donny's arm, she moves off screen. There's sort of... trepidation and concern in how he looks to the others, now, waiting for them to chip in. ]

Ella is trying to smile next to Donny. She’s been slightly under the weather -a lot, actually- but hearing him make an effort and kind off flail at it does wonders for her mood. Maybe she’s a bit of a bad friend. Sighing, she takes a step forth as she holds a kit up. ]

It’s free, of course, and we will replenish it whenever you need. It has a bunch of useful stuff, both for treating whatever little nuisance you might have and prevent something serious to get even more serious before you can get help. [ A beat. ] And of course, you should totally come to the Infirmary if you really need to. Having a kit will solve some problems, but here’s where we make sure you get better.

[ She glances at Flora. While Ella can talk for hours, this is a joint effort, so she’ll bite her tongue. For now. ] [She appreciates the self-restraint, Ella. Donny looks at her and she flashes him a warm and encouraging smile. She’s really proud of him for doing this and taking initiative. When Stephanie makes her display, Flora tries to look stern, at least for Donny’s sake, but it’s clear she’s trying very hard not to laugh. She manages it. Somehow. Barely. Boy, does she ever love working here, sometimes. By the time it’s her turn to speak, though, she smoothly takes her cue and is quite composed, if still smiling.]

If for some reason you’re unable to pick up a kit, arrangements can be made to have them delivered to you. We’re here to help, so just let us know, and we’ll do our best to accommodate you.

( Thanks, ladies. BUT BEFORE THEY WRAP THIS UP, Donny kind of shakes himself out of his state of I HATE PUBLIC SPEAKING to add, )

We're-- we're t-trying to uh, make sure we have all our b-bases covered for um, Transports that aren't human. C-cause-- I guess m-most of our knowledge and equipment is human... human f-focused. And-- yeah, any help p-preparing would be great. We have some other staff who aren't human, if you'd uh, f-feel-- feel m-more comfortable talking to them. Galadriel and-- there's also blood d-donations and-- Yeah. You c-can um, always ask us for m-more details and stuff. Thank you.

( Oh God can they turn off the feed now please turn off the feed-- thank God, Flora bounds forward and turns off the device. )


( OOC: Responses will come from Donny and various other clinic folks!
You also don't have to play out your character receiving a first aid kit! These losers will try to make sure every transport has one ASAP, delivering if they must. THEY WILL HUNT YOU DOWN TO GIVE YOU YOUR FIRST AID KIT. But, you know. Politely. )

Comments

[bumbles]

I j-just-- we should b-be diplomatic. There's b-better-- better ways to say stuff.

( Uncomfortable, arms hugged across his chest, because just casually saying on a public broadcast that clinic staff will kick the asses of particular species when he is trying to encourage other species to come forward and get clinic help might not go over so well taken out of context. )

The b-blood donations are um, anonymous anyway. N-no one would know whose b-blood it was. ( Nodding to the device, about Jesse's message. )

[controlledvariable]

[No that's... a fair point.

She nods, rubbing the back of her neck a bit sheepishly.]

Right. Sorry.

[And she means it, she'll be a bit more careful about what she says from now on.]

But we don't know that, aren't vampires supposed to have pretty good senses?

[What she's thinking is that maybe they could work it out by smell, or something.]

[bumbles]

It's okay. ( is it? He's stressed out of his head, but trying to manage it. The post seems to have gone okay, so... ) W-we're um, all p-pretty new at this.

( Although she raises a fair point, and he's chewing his lip. )

Ella c-can um, hopefully m-make blood that's generic and-- yeah, so we have l-lots? for t-- t-transfusions and the vampires. M-maybe, um, we need to-- go into d-detail b-before we start taking uh, d-donations. About p-powers and stuff. In c-case that messes p-peoples health up, too.

( oh god more stuff he hadn't thought of. He is taking a second to scoop up his notebook, scrawling down notes. MORE THINGS. )

[controlledvariable]

Hey.

[She puts a hand on his arm, holding the other one out with a gimme gesture, indicating he should hand over the notebook.]

Let me take care of the blood stuff? You keep an eye on the post.

[She wants to tell him to go have a lie down, but she doesn't want him to think she's implying he can't handle this.]

[bumbles]

Are you-- sure? I m-mean I w-was um, I was thinking we m-might need to uh, to ask Dr. Watson or Dr. Scully.

( He rubs at his forehead, and wow he probably should have tried to sleep last night instead of just lying awake and staring at the ceiling. )

I c-can do that.

[controlledvariable]

I'll coordinate with one of them, I promise I can play well with others.

[Gently, a little bit of self-deprication aimed at herself.]

[bumbles]

I think, um. M-maybe if we t-talk to Ashraf and them--

( Brow furrowed as he thinks. ) C-can you b-brainstorm? I think um, w-we need as um m-many heads on this as p-possible, b-before anyone um, g-gets assigned to it.

( Steph is doing the training, she has other projects, too. If this is about not over-working people, then he doesn't want to overload her, either. ) I had an idea about um, something to ask Dr. Watson.

[controlledvariable]

I can manage that, and I'll talk to some people from back home who know more about this stuff than I do.

[Babs knows everything.

Ever.]

Yeah?

[bumbles]

Um, running t-tests to um, to work out what-- non-human b-blood is c-- c-close enough to human for um, human b-blood to be safe.

( It's a stretch, but maybe... )

Yeah. ( Whoops he is writing stuff down again. HIS NOTEBOOK, HIS PRIZE. )

[controlledvariable]

That's a good idea.

[There's plenty of humans, but it's going to be harder to get non-human blood in a pinch, especially with all the variations.]

The science is a little beyond me, but Joan might know a bit more.

[bumbles]

Ella said she c-can uh, m-make stuff as long as she has samples? or um, she's t-trying.

( But she might leave again, they can't just rely on her, and that's been the mantra over and over in his head as he tries to get stuff set up with the clinic. It's part of why he keeps taking notes, in case he disappears and someone needs to pick up where he's left off. )

Yeah.

[controlledvariable]

We should figure out if we can synthesize blood through other means, too.

[Because, yeah.]

[bumbles]

Yeah.

( Yeah, that's an awesome idea. Guess what's happening, Steph. It involves a pen and some paper. )

I m-mean the magic um, m-magic and powers stuff seemed-- d-doable? I d-dunno um, where to start with-- t-technology or something.

( oh boy )

[controlledvariable]

[Is he writing down notes?]

Jesse's our resident chemist, he might know where to start.

[bumbles]

( gasp how did you guess )

Yeah. ( Okay Jesse's name is being noted down, and he's also adding little arrows with Dr. Watson and Dr. Scully as notes, little notes about science and magic and maybe machinery? Machinery could work for being set up in case anyone disappears.

Think, Casey, think. ) M-maybe, um. There's a point in the history of uh, this w-world where they have a machine for p-producing synthetic b-blood? I m-mean we c-couldn't-- couldn't take the m-machine, but if we got b-blue prints, or something...

( He sort of wishes his Ma were here for a second, but pushes the thought down. )

[controlledvariable]

[It's a good idea, but she's quiet for a moment, looking away before turning her attention back to Donny.]

I'm not sure if that might not be getting carried away. [She's trying to put it gently, because she doesn't want him to feel bad, it's just:] It's good that we're gonna be ready to handle a crisis if it happens, but our main priority really should be fixing Exsilium. Something like that would be good if we were stuck up here permanently, but...

[They won't be, hopefully, and something like that would come down to a lot of time and energy spent on something they're very, very unlikely to ever need.]

[bumbles]

( He doesn't falter, but he doesn't look at Steph, either, just keeps writing. )

W-we could take it back to Exsilium. 'C-cause-- stuff got m-messed up there, too.

( Jaw tense, even if he knows that she's right, that it makes sense, but he doesn't know how to fix Exsilium, he doesn't have that kind of smarts. There have to be more ways to be useful, to keep the people here safe, and he sighs as he strikes through the idea with his pen. No, it wouldn't work. )

[controlledvariable]

Maybe, but we don't know how things are gonna be down there once we get back.

[It'll depend on how much they change, how badly things go.]

It's a pretty good idea if you go a bit broader, though. We don't really know what sorta medical advancements were made and lost, it might be something to look into once we're back.

[bumbles]

Yep.

( Sure, fine. His fingers tug through his hair, a little too hard, before he runs his hand over his face. )

Once w-we're back. ( They need to think of how to get back, and he's worrying at his lip with his teeth, starting to wander back towards one of the offices. )

[controlledvariable]

Yeah.

[And then he's wandering off and she's not sure if he's expecting her to follow.]

Um.

[???]

[bumbles]

( Holding his pen between his teeth, he's reading over what he's written for the hundredth time to see if he can tease anything out of it, and goes to talk to Steph but-- oh. She's still back there.

Steph what are you doing back there. )

[controlledvariable]

[Oh.

Okay she'll just quickly jog to catch up and offer a sheepish smile.

She didn't know if she was supposed to follow!!]

[bumbles]

How's the uh, c-class stuff g-going?

( so many things!!! )

[controlledvariable]

Pretty good, it's easier when you're teaching people who actually wanna learn.

[points to eyes points to half her college classes]

[bumbles]

D-do um, do you think we n-need-- more k-kinds of classes?

( Although, he does look a little sheepish, ) N-not-- not that they c-can um, do a b-bunch about nutrition, right now. But um, g-general health, 'c-cause people from different times and-- yeah.