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03.Jul.21, 12:53 PM
Damn dragons, making a mess of each other and people. Rhamnus scowled, grabbing his kit in one hand and thrusting a finger at one of the healer assistants before beckoning him to follow so they could get this incident triaged. He hated how violent these things could get, especially hated when any of the candidates were younger. He wouldn't let that get in the way of his professionalism though. A quick evaluation of who hadn't been grabbed by a healer yet, a scan of who could be patched up where they stood with some bandages and numbweed, and a quick point and jerk of his thumb for those that needed to be carried or escorted back to the healer stations so he could stitch them up while keeping an eye out for rampaging dragonets from only one side.
Rhamnus focused on one of the bite victims that the bronze had gone through, bites were always a bigger pain in the ass than claws. He hummed softly to himself as he worked on cleaning up the wound, directing his assistant to hand him water on occasion to flush a wound of sand, to hand him a bit of gauze to mop things up as needed, and finally his stitch kit so he could get the worst of it closed up while leaving some of it open to allow drainage as the wound healed.
And with that patient done for the moment, with strict orders to go to the infirmary after the hatching for a followup, he moved on to the next one that needed stitches but hadn't been seen to yet. At least they'd brought extra help with them today to try and handle the heat, though that was still a concern. As he finished some easier quick stitches he directed his assistants to grab and distribute water while there was a lull, with directions to immediately return to the station once an egg began to hatch.
Hopefully this would be it as far as medical catastrophes, but for some reason he doubted it. He paused to watch the latest little addition, a blue, as it hatched, frowning as it charged a group and letting out a sigh of relief as nothing happened. At least he could take a quick moment to wash up from a bucket.
Rhamnus focused on one of the bite victims that the bronze had gone through, bites were always a bigger pain in the ass than claws. He hummed softly to himself as he worked on cleaning up the wound, directing his assistant to hand him water on occasion to flush a wound of sand, to hand him a bit of gauze to mop things up as needed, and finally his stitch kit so he could get the worst of it closed up while leaving some of it open to allow drainage as the wound healed.
And with that patient done for the moment, with strict orders to go to the infirmary after the hatching for a followup, he moved on to the next one that needed stitches but hadn't been seen to yet. At least they'd brought extra help with them today to try and handle the heat, though that was still a concern. As he finished some easier quick stitches he directed his assistants to grab and distribute water while there was a lull, with directions to immediately return to the station once an egg began to hatch.
Hopefully this would be it as far as medical catastrophes, but for some reason he doubted it. He paused to watch the latest little addition, a blue, as it hatched, frowning as it charged a group and letting out a sigh of relief as nothing happened. At least he could take a quick moment to wash up from a bucket.
