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12.Oct.19, 08:07 PM
There were a few people whose reports and updates Verec never wanted to read. There were various reasons for this, ranging from indecipherable handwriting to overly flowery language. The current update from the Master who oversaw Healers in Benden was full of completely irrelevant details and anecdotes Verec had no interest in, but the important details were so deeply mixed in with the bullshit he had to read the entire thing. Absolute waste of time.
His daughter arriving was a welcome respite from the excessively long letter, and while really he had things to be doing at the Hall, Verec almost jumped at the chance to get out and do some actual Healing, even if it involved dealing with dragonriders. He didn’t miss that Vaera invited herself to go with him, though somehow Verec doubted the dragonrider who was transporting them had been instructed to bring her too. It didn’t matter, there was no reason Vaera couldn’t come along. She knew how to act around injuries, though it usually wasn’t someone she was so close to involved - Verec had seen how close she had gotten to Madiquel while the girl was at the Hall, and knew how much paper she used writing letters to her now that she was back in the Weyr. Still, she wouldn’t get in the way, and may even be able to help Madiquel in some fashion.
Verec wasn’t entirely sure why Madiquel wanted him specifically, as Eb’zer or L’gan were capable of handling almost any injury the young dragon could have gotten. He tried to get more details from the bronzerider - T’ryn, Verec knew his name, the boy had been around the Hall often enough visiting Madiquel or even Vaera, but he didn’t feel overly inclined to use it - but it seemed he had been told essentially nothing, which was annoying. It was always best to have as much information as possible, and he didn’t like going into things blind. He could, but it added extra steps.
When they reached their destination Verec walked immediately over to Madiquel and the green dragon next to her, looking over everything and assessing the situation. It seemed Madiquel had an idea, since she told him ‘it’ was dislocated - her leg, presumably, since it was in something of an odd position, even with his little knowledge of dragons. From first glance, Verec was inclined to agree with her, but he wasn’t going to accept it as fact just yet, not without learning a bit more.
“What happened?” Verec asked Madiquel, moving in to gently run his hands over the dragon - Zezeth - gently feeling the area around the hip socket. “Describe her pain for me, please.” It was definitely dislocated, but Verec wanted to make sure there wasn’t anything else they had to worry about before they went about putting the joint back in place. In any case, they were going to have to sedate Zezeth and probably Madiquel as well. Once Madiquel had finished speaking and Verec had finished checking Zezeth over, it seemed unlikely there were any other injuries they needed to worry about. Verec thanked Madiquel for her help, even giving her a compliment for her thoroughness of describing everything - her lessons had clearly stuck, which was helpful, and he rather hoped she might return to the Hall after her dragon was grown. He then turned to the Weyrlingmaster, who was right there next to Madiquel and Zezeth as well, and asked him a few questions about dragonet physiology at this age. Verec had been involved in sedating a full grown dragon before, but he wasn’t as sure of the effects on such a young one, and after a short conversation the two men decided it would be best for Zezeth if they sedated Madiquel instead, and rely on the bond between them to sedate Zezeth as well, but without putting anything in her more delicate body.
“Are you alright with that, Madiquel?” Verec asked, after making sure she understood why they wanted to go with this option. Thankfully, with a dislocation a few minutes of discussion wouldn’t cause any further complications and as long as Zezeth didn’t try to put weight on it the pain wouldn’t get worse at this point. Until they tried to pop the leg back in the socket, anyway. That would hurt a lot, thus the sedation.
His daughter arriving was a welcome respite from the excessively long letter, and while really he had things to be doing at the Hall, Verec almost jumped at the chance to get out and do some actual Healing, even if it involved dealing with dragonriders. He didn’t miss that Vaera invited herself to go with him, though somehow Verec doubted the dragonrider who was transporting them had been instructed to bring her too. It didn’t matter, there was no reason Vaera couldn’t come along. She knew how to act around injuries, though it usually wasn’t someone she was so close to involved - Verec had seen how close she had gotten to Madiquel while the girl was at the Hall, and knew how much paper she used writing letters to her now that she was back in the Weyr. Still, she wouldn’t get in the way, and may even be able to help Madiquel in some fashion.
Verec wasn’t entirely sure why Madiquel wanted him specifically, as Eb’zer or L’gan were capable of handling almost any injury the young dragon could have gotten. He tried to get more details from the bronzerider - T’ryn, Verec knew his name, the boy had been around the Hall often enough visiting Madiquel or even Vaera, but he didn’t feel overly inclined to use it - but it seemed he had been told essentially nothing, which was annoying. It was always best to have as much information as possible, and he didn’t like going into things blind. He could, but it added extra steps.
When they reached their destination Verec walked immediately over to Madiquel and the green dragon next to her, looking over everything and assessing the situation. It seemed Madiquel had an idea, since she told him ‘it’ was dislocated - her leg, presumably, since it was in something of an odd position, even with his little knowledge of dragons. From first glance, Verec was inclined to agree with her, but he wasn’t going to accept it as fact just yet, not without learning a bit more.
“What happened?” Verec asked Madiquel, moving in to gently run his hands over the dragon - Zezeth - gently feeling the area around the hip socket. “Describe her pain for me, please.” It was definitely dislocated, but Verec wanted to make sure there wasn’t anything else they had to worry about before they went about putting the joint back in place. In any case, they were going to have to sedate Zezeth and probably Madiquel as well. Once Madiquel had finished speaking and Verec had finished checking Zezeth over, it seemed unlikely there were any other injuries they needed to worry about. Verec thanked Madiquel for her help, even giving her a compliment for her thoroughness of describing everything - her lessons had clearly stuck, which was helpful, and he rather hoped she might return to the Hall after her dragon was grown. He then turned to the Weyrlingmaster, who was right there next to Madiquel and Zezeth as well, and asked him a few questions about dragonet physiology at this age. Verec had been involved in sedating a full grown dragon before, but he wasn’t as sure of the effects on such a young one, and after a short conversation the two men decided it would be best for Zezeth if they sedated Madiquel instead, and rely on the bond between them to sedate Zezeth as well, but without putting anything in her more delicate body.
“Are you alright with that, Madiquel?” Verec asked, after making sure she understood why they wanted to go with this option. Thankfully, with a dislocation a few minutes of discussion wouldn’t cause any further complications and as long as Zezeth didn’t try to put weight on it the pain wouldn’t get worse at this point. Until they tried to pop the leg back in the socket, anyway. That would hurt a lot, thus the sedation.
