deathsdoctor | 007 [Voice] Into the evening of the 18, after the Town Clinic is pulverised

[Coming from here there is a voice coming from the journals, and just a voice. There is no portrait or video because, you know...

Trafalgar Law is just too fucking busy.

You might recognise his voice though, you might not. This voice belonged to the one running the medical center during the farmlands draft. But. The easy, laid back tones are gone. In their place? Hardness, crispness, bluntness. A near military sharpness. Calm, but there is an icy undercurrent and a steel resolve.

This is the Captain speaking. And he wants your attention.

Shit needs to be done. Someone has to step up.]

Attention everyone. The Town Clinic has been destroyed. [And Law is terribly, TERRIBLY grumpy about this fact.] All wounded must be brought to the Battle Dome for treatment. We need any and all individuals with any medical knowledge or healing abilities to pitch in, whether it's to operate, run triage, or nurse the wounded, and we need you all now. We also need people to search for wounded and to bring back any survivors. [Oooor pull them out of the line of fire. Same diff, really.]

As well, we need volunteers to donate blood. The Medical Center's supplies are running low.

[Short, sweet, direct, and done. Now back to work, and chaos and the choking scent of blood.

Medicine at its finest.

So here it is, doctors, healers, and helpers of Luceti. Your call to arms.

Strap on your boots, steel your nerves, and prepare yourself.

It's time to roll.]

((OOC: This is an shoutout and organizational post for all the medics and rescuers looking to get in on the action but not sure how to insert their characters, as well as for people to just react and find each other in the chaos. The actual healing thread is here. Law will not be answering every thread... he's a busy guy, and if he does, he'll be pretty blunt and looking to keep things short, so I HIGHLY encourage threadjack everywhere for everyone.

Go nuts folks. |D))

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At least four so far. [Pause] More likely, when we have the chance to do a proper tally.

That's horrible.

[There's a new, determined tone in his voice as he continues. Tsuzuki can't stand the thought of more people dying. He hurries towards the battle dome, the sound of his footsteps hitting the ground is obvious.]

If I pass out from blood loss, can you give me five minutes? I promise I'll be all right.

...

[It must be exhaustion starting to creep in at the fringes because... he doesn't quite process that at first. Then it hits a second later, and Law chides himself and girds for the ongoing ordeal that will drain him until he can barely move.]

You have self-regenerative abilities?

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Yeah, I do. It's sort of slowed down because of Luceti, but it's still there.

[Not something he'd gladly admit to people, because last time they became scared and screamed at him. However, this is an emergency. Tsuzuki pushes the door in on the Battle Dome, panting hard from running.]

[That is really not enough to get someone like Law a running for the hills, Tsuzuki.]

I'll let whoever takes your blood, if it's not I, know that.

[Can't blame a guy for being careful. Tsuzuki hesitates, suddenly nervous.]

....How many doctors are at the scene? Do you know?

Two right now. Myself and McCoy. I imagine Doctor Chopper's on his way, Doctor Faye-Ling is down, and I have no idea where the other two are.

Oh. Good.

[The fact that Muraki's name wasn't mentioned does wonders for Tsuzuki's calmness.]

Is there some other way I can help, aside from giving blood?

...

... is there someone you wish me to look out for?

[Anyway.]

I remember you were a nurse in that alternate reality. Do you remember any of those skills? Because right now, even comforting the wounded would be helpful.

.... No! No, there's no one. Nope.

[Tsuzuki nods, his eyes clear and determined. It's best to ignore and forget the question before he admits that he's worried.]

I remember the basics. Just don't ask me to perform surgery, and we'll have no problems.

... [There's someone. A doctorly someone, if that earlier question is to be believed.

And who among Luceti's doctors rings Trafalgar Law's alarm bells? Just one. Hmm...]

Alright. I promise I won't haul you into the operating room with me. I'll put you with the minor and some of the less complicated severe cases until you're comfortable and then we'll move from there.

[Tsuzuki hates being caught in a lie, so the sharp look in Law's eyes makes his skin crawl. In his experience, nothing good can come from that kind of revelation.]

Sounds good. - And well, if you really need someone to assist you in there, I suppose I could. Just don't make me cut into the patients.

[He'll let the silence stand on that and the weight of that lie just sit. That was badly done. You should lie well or not at all. A none of your business would have served better.]

No, I won't. [Surgery should be performed by the surgeon.] Hopefully it won't come to that. [Besides, Katara will be there, and he'll drag her in with him first. They've worked together before, and they've come to know what to expect from each other.]

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