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The Catholicon

Tunnles leading to The Catholicon
Tunnles leading to The Catholicon

Since the Reality-M Knightfall Saint teamed up with her brother, Quintus, she has been residing in the K-avern, rebuilding and staffing her medical center. The Catholicon (as she calls it) is the Dr. Ashley Knightfall's personal medical center that is linked to The K-avern through a series of underground tunnels but is spaced out to be separate from the K-avern itself. The Catholicon was originally created for members of The Underground who were injured during a mission/battle but has been expanded by Ashley to treat not just members of the The Underground but any and all masked individuals.

There are four different levels of the Catholicon; Basic Medical Ward, Emergency Ward, Surgical/Trauma Ward and The Katacombs. From minor scrapes and bruises to near death traumatic injuries no job is too great or difficult for Dr. Knightfall and her team in the Catholicon.

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The only personal information that is required to be given is age, gender and medical history. A patient is not required to give any other information unless they want to, however it will not be recorded. This is to help secure patient confidentiality as they will be given a patient number and all files will be kept under that number in the system.

Catholicon System

The Catholicon computer system was constructed by Quintus Knightfall himself to assist Ashley in making things run more smoothly and quickly, making the jobs of his sisters medical team easier.

Data Center

The patient information database as well as all other critical files and applications (like the software running security, medical devices, etc.) is housed within an air-gapped data center housed within the depths of the Catholicon. Because of it's secluded location and that it is neither hardwired via fiber or designed to send or receive wireless transmissions over any medium, the only way to attempt to hack into it would require the use of an on-site physical terminal tied into the hospital intranet. Due to the sensitivity of the information held, all data is stored in an encrypted state even within the storage units themselves and must be decrypted with each use. Access to the data center is restricted by a combination of a custom designed physical SecureID key and matching biometric data.

Wireless Medical Devices

These operate over a hospital wide wireless LAN (Local Area Network) whose signal cannot extend outside of the underground facility due to its design as well the depths and the thickness of the caverns themselves. This network allows for only specifically programmed medical devices to access this private wireless network and the addition and removal of approved devices must be performed by an Administrator within the data center and plugged in physically to be assigned access. None of these devices actually touch the internet itself and are completely segregated to the outside world.

(The ROME'D units could securely operate over this as well)

Secure Internet Access

Internet access to the facility is provided using specially configured access devices placed throughout the Catholicon. Each one sends and receives data using an encrypted VPLS (Virtual Private LAN Service) and routes its data through a random number of networks belonging to the numerous hospitals throughout the state. By doing so their data packets are blended in with those of the hospitals and anonymized by using a variation of the onion-routing protocols used by the TOR network.

The Staff

Dr. Ashley Knightfall
Dr. Ashley Knightfall

The leading staffing of the Catholicon include Ashley Knightfall as the lead physician on staff, Samuel Dinsmoor as lead Clinical Pathologist, Chris Jones as lead Register Nurse and Travis Ramos lead Mechanical Technician.

The living staff members in the Catholicon has are mostly made up of retired and highly experienced individuals who just can't settle down enough to fully retire but don't want to work in the political environment of a hospital. These individuals range from ages from in their late 40's to early 60's and have all been interviewed by the Knightfall Saint herself.

Judith Savage
Judith Savage

Another person who is kept on staff as a consultant is the young Judith Savage on all things radiology and will sometimes have her come in if needed for interventional procedures.

The ROME'Ds

Robotic Operating Medical Emergency 'Droid or ROME'D
Robotic Operating Medical Emergency 'Droid or ROME'D

The ROME'D (Short for Robotic Operating Medical Emergency Droid) are humanoid robots that obey the commands of each staff member. Each have their own thought process and are individually programmed. None are connected to each other but they are connected to the Catholicon system. They are maintained and updated manually by their creator Elisa Zamora to minimize any chance of contracting a virus. The each of the ROME'Ds are programmed to do specific tasks, from janitorial work to phlebotomy work to nursing assistance, each are programmed the education required to carry out their duties.

The ROME'Ds can also work as security individually. If physically threatened the ROME'Ds will presume non-lethal (unless stated otherwise by lead staff) take down to the individual(s) who are threatening the facilities and/or their staff.

The Basic Medical Ward

The Medical Ward is where patients who have minor injuries that don't need much attention or treatment (superficial lacerations, sprains, minor trauma) are placed in the basic medical ward. Not much medical equipment is found with the exception of basic necessitates. Patient's usually flow fairly quickly in and out through the Basic Medical Ward. Only a few ROME'Ds are found in the Basic Medical Ward

The Emergency Ward

The Emergency Ward is where patients who have more emergent injuries (gunshot wounds, deep tissue lacerations, broken bones, heart attacks, strokes.. etc..) are brought to for more emergent medical attention. More highly advanced medical technology can be found here and has a increase amount of ROME'D in the area.

The Surgical/Trauma Ward

The Surgical/Trauma Ward is where patient's who require emergency surgery done for both traumatic and non-traumatic events. Only the most advance technology can be found on this level. Ashley Knightfall is primary on staff for surgeries due to her heavy experience in Reality-M as a traumatic surgeon. There is almost no limit to what kind of miracle surgery Ashley can preform. From shattered bones to ruptured organs, to removal of several bullet to reattaching a severed limb, she can preform it all.

The Katacombs

The Katacomb
The Katacomb

As a last result patient's, who are near death, are placed in what's called The Katacomb, a sphere shaped healing chamber that is filled with fluid containing altered cytokines. Cytokines are cell signalling molecules that aid cell to cell communication in immune responses and stimulate the movement of cells towards sites of inflammation, infection and trauma and triggers healing in the body. What's altered about the cytokins is that they are also infused with the healing atoms that make up the Knightfall Stain's blood. What was once only able to purify the blood is now able to heal the body thanks to them being infused with cytokins.

Because the Katacombs are filled with these healing protein's they are able to effectively stimulate healing and stabilization in patient's who have had near death (and maybe even death) experiences. A patient will be quickly intubated and drain of their blood, replacing it with a saline solution that stops nearly all cellular activity (including the dying of cells). During this time the altered cytokins proteins will go through the body and begin to slowly (and effectively) begin to heal the patient allowing minimal invasive trauma. Depending on the injuries will determine how long a person is inside a Katacomb for.

The Katacombs are maintained by few staff members and are mostly made up of ROME'Ds due to the 24/7 watch they need in monitoring patient's vitals and healing progression.

(This is for people who want to put their characters 'on ice' after an epic battle or if they were side swiped by a surprise death in a character they weren't ready to let go yet.)

Rules

  • CVnU Rules apply
  • No destruction of any part of the Catholicon without permission.
  • This is a medical center, so please no combat. If you do engage in combat with another patient or staff member be prepared to also fight off the ROME'Ds as they will go into security mode and attempt to intervene and stop the assault.
  • All who are injured are welcomed into The Catholicon.
  • If you have a character who is experienced in the medical field and want to have them work in The Catholicon PM me.
  • If you are interested in using The Katacomb for one of your characters, please PM me.
  • While the Catholicon is connected to the K-avern through tunnels it is not common knowledge and isn't accessible to anyone unless you are a member of the Knghtfall family (who are aware of the K-avern) or once a member of The Underground.
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#1 Posted by _Drake (14899 posts) - - Show Bio

Awesome ^_____^

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#2 Posted by _Nox_ (9701 posts) - - Show Bio

I'm going to drop by here after the Gothic RP and write my epilogue here.

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#4 Posted by _Drake (14899 posts) - - Show Bio

@itsy: No prob!

Finally some healthcare xD We have people paying CV membership for this! lol

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#5 Posted by Itsy (192 posts) - - Show Bio

@_drake: For reals right? LOL I know we used to have a CV General Hospital but that thing died out so fast. Most characters usually have their own medical wards in their home/HQ lol but I'm hoping this will circulate more traffic. If not, then at least I have something for my own characters to go to xD

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#6 Posted by _Drake (14899 posts) - - Show Bio

@itsy: Lmao utility is what we hope to achieve. But yeah, medical support and all... Nova can live xP

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It be ready...But I not be ready.

*cris evry tiem*

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#9 Posted by Henrik_Von_Falk (10 posts) - - Show Bio

Obamacare!

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#11 Posted by Shanana (60169 posts) - - Show Bio

Nova bear has really come out herror little shell.

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#12 Posted by ThePuzzler (7701 posts) - - Show Bio

#tunnelsnakesforlife

Also, this is wicked cool.

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Nice work on this location.

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#14 Posted by Epitome (152 posts) - - Show Bio

The Catholicon, where our motto is, and always will be, "Catholics only."

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Signs in

Grabs his rubber duckie

Waits for his sponge bath from the cute nurses

:)

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#16 Posted by Feral Nova (57236 posts) - - Show Bio

@epitome: that's not the meaning I meant for it :( it was suppose to be "cure-all" or "universal remedy"

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Holy shooooooooooooooooooot

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Patient Zero of the Konite epidemic is secretly quarantined here

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#23 Posted by deactivated-59c716930b8a6 (9227 posts) - - Show Bio

I would like to order a catholicon deluxe cheeseburger, along with a small fry please.

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@_nox_: This is a hospital? I thought this was a new fast food place.

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#26 Edited by _Nox_ (9701 posts) - - Show Bio

@ashley_knightfall

Gothic Burns Epilogue: Nox

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Blood dripped from his guy, squeezing itself through his fingers. Leaving a trail throughout the city. Feet shaking from exhaustion, some blood from his stomach had made its way all the way down to his tactical boot. With each step he took a crimson print was left behind. A step felt like ten, a block felt like a mile, a mile never seemed to end. The Bull’s attack on city hall was an invitation for every monster imaginable to come out of its cage and feed his darkest instinct.

It didn’t matter anymore; all that he cared about was getting to her. He wasn’t going to let some cuts kill him. The streets were cracked, the sidewalks crooked and lifted by weeds. Probably Rose. Didn’t matter. He barely had any strength in him to keep moving. People fighting on the streets, he felt a twisted version of nostalgia.

Stiches had been broken from excess; out of string and bandages. He stopped fighting since Satan left with the Messiah’s sister. Looking for answers, beating on the devil’s brotherhood. At one point he just stopped asking and just kept beating them monotonously. There was an explosion. Everything went quite for a while, he wasn’t sure if it had been minutes or hours. Getting up again was the troublesome part. He knees gave up on him twice. Each time he hit the ground with his fist and pushed up again. Death wanted to claim him again but he wouldn’t let him.

Once he saw that white building shining from the heavens he smiled and nearly fell again. As he walked in he felt eyes over his head and the cool air-conditioning freeze his blood. He didn’t stop for the receptionist or to sign any sheets. He had to see her. Only she could help him.

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#27 Edited by Ashley_Knightfall (847 posts) - - Show Bio

@_nox_:(hope you don't mind controlling you lol)

As soon as nursing would have spotted Mark, no time was wasted. Calling for help several medical personnel came rushing at his side, quickly grabbed a hold of him, placing him on a gurney and quickly taking him to the surgical/trauma ward, no matter how much he may have protested. But one name was murmured as they took him away... Ashley.

In the Basic Medical Ward

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Well, I think you’ll make a full recovery.” The Knightfall Saint smiled as she nod at a young boy who’s right arm was now plastered in a white cast as she gently pressed against the tips of fingers, making sure the capilliary refills was the usual less than two seconds.

Just then, the door to the patient’s room swung open with a forcefully push as a nurse dressed in blue scrubs could be seen with a look of urgency on her face. “Dr. Knightfall, we need you in the trauma ward, we have a patient specifically asking for you.”

Trauma Ward

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With a push of the door the Misplaced Knightfall walked into the room with a commanding force, her eyes looking over the nursing staff that was scrambling over a body of what seemed to be a young man who was soaked in his own blood. "I need a type and screen stat. What are his vitals?" She didn't miss a beat, quickly tying a mask that covered from the bridge of her nose down to her chin.

"Pulse is 124, normal rhythm but his blood pressure is 94/65 and respiratory rate is 20 with saturation of 95% on 2 liters."

Her mind quickly began working with the information that was provided for her. The tachycardia, the hypotension, tachypnea and lower than normal saturation level and the amount of blood that was soaking the surgical ground told her what was going on. "He's loosing too much blood..."She knew what needed to be done but she had to know if there were any other factors that could be playing in. Other things that could have happened that she might have to weigh in. After scrubbing in she quickly had her gown placed on and walked up to the table while slipping on her sterile white gloves. "Do we have a story on him?"

"He was involved in the current event's of Gothic City, so anything could have happened to him. But he has multiple lacerations, abrasions, possible fractures, head trauma-"

"Alright, I get it." Turning to the young man her eyes suddenly widen as her heart felt as if it stopped for a second, dropping down to her stomach. "M-marcus?" she whispered, a mixture of confusion and fear filled her chest as she looked down at her severely wounded young cousin. What was he doing? What happened to him? Who did this to him?

"Doctor Knightfall?"

Ashley took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. She needed to keep her head clear, Marcus needed her right now, she couldn't afford to fail him. "We need to initiate hypothermia protocol, I need him under general anesthesia, we need a full body MRI so we know what's going on and we need the bags wide open NOW." She ordered her team flawlessly as the staff began quickly gathering everything.

"just relax, let me do the rest'

Carefully she placed her hand upon his head as the anesthesiologist began to get ready. "I'm going to take care of you Marcus. You've done enough, just relax, let me do the rest." Her voice soften as reassured him as she took in a deep breath, she had a job to do.

Later

Ashley stood silently on the other side of the recovery room where Marcus was currently in, still under the effects of the anesthesia from the hours of surgery. Her eyes rested upon her cousin, thoughts running through her head of what exactly happened to her cousin that would have lead him into this bed.

IV's providing blood, saline and antibiotics could be seen and telemonitor lead's were placed upon his sutured and bandage body. But Ashley couldn't have helped but noticed during surgery, that he was already had several old re-opened wounds that were sloppily taken care of in the first place. She knew Marcus was always involved in... things, but to have carelessly been risking his well being?

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Taking a sip of her coffee she sat herself down in one of the seats in the room, her legs crossed underneath the seat. The Reality-M Knightfall sat with her tablet in hand, attempting doing some charting work on her prior patients but was just unable to keep her focus on the digital screen. Instead, her eyes were fixed on her young cousin, not wanting to leave his side until he at least woke up.

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#31 Posted by Feral Nova (57236 posts) - - Show Bio

@legacy_: don't even start! lol you're the one who was gone for seven days! :P

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@feral_nova: Lets not cast stones. We're all friends here =P

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@legacy_: I'm just throwing the same stone back xD

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After Gothic City Burned

"Danny? Are you there?" At first he wasn't keen to blame the tech assorted from the Animus conglomerate, but the discrepancies in his government issued intercom device forced him to think the worst.

"Castillo? Crews?" Anyone? Without any resemblance of backup, the sole surviving law enforcer beckoned for the help of his least favorite duo. They were set of STRIKE operatives he presumed were moles placed to oversee the ongoing unraveling of his dearest and recently absentee father. So, he half expected some sort of plan to maintain their cover by initiating a rescue effort for his only son.

"Goddammit, I should have known better." Brian thought wrong. His under cooked plan of action against the evils of Gothic City elite had backfired and there was no one to blame but himself.

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"My name? My real name is......."

"No, I mean. I meant to say Brian."

"Yeah. Brian Maddox."

He's unknowing as to the when, where, and how of now. Truthfully, it's almost as if he's subconsciously found his way here, but Officer Maddox wouldn't be able to explain it even if he wanted to. However, he feels this sense of safety as the stretcher strolls his bruised and bloodied body away. The growing comfort almost numbs the pain as he rests on his side, slithers of vomit from Gothic City's unforeseen toxic agent attack resting on his chin.

"I need the doctor. My doctor......." He mutters, grasping the hand of whomever had assisted him thus far. Before long his glazed eyes seal shut as he falls into a state of sleep, possibly putting his health at risk whilst embracing the warmness brought on by his seemingly familiar surroundings.

@ashley_knightfall: (Full control if you want. Here we go!)

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#35 Posted by _Nox_ (9701 posts) - - Show Bio

@legacy_:

Who let the bitch out. Wuff. Wuff. Wuff. Wuff.

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#37 Posted by _Nox_ (9701 posts) - - Show Bio

@ashley_knightfall:

As he barely regained consciousness he felt a puncture in his arm before the other senses resurrected, having forgotten last night's misadventures he assumed the worst. He twisted his entire torso and rolled down on the floor, smacking against the ground, hiding under bed to strategically compose himself. To his demise and the janitor's with that move he partially opened one of his stiches and started slightly bleeding again.

Instantly he recognized the onyx high heels and then the event of the previous night came back to him. With relief and shame he got back into his bed slowly, wanting to avoid slipping up due to the pain killers. He covered the re-opened wound with his hand and bit his own teeth as he inserted the needles back. Then another more crucial part flashed through his eyes. Alexander's sister had been abducted by the Beast under the condition that he would return her to him should he give up Gothic city.

Despite what Rook might want to believe he lacked the strength of character to sacrifice her should it come down to that. Mark knew better than anyone how difficult that could be, and wondered if he would do what's necessary would it be Ashley the one captive. The answer was no. He justified his decision in that Ashley helped people instead of hurting them like Jessica did. In that sense she was worth the whole damn city.

<It's good to see you again, Ashley> He smiled as he gestured with his hands.

<We need to stop meeting like this though, and actually go out to dinner> They had not seen each other since Mark visited her in the middle of the night without a tongue from his conflict with Zeon.

<At least when the city is not falling apart>

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#38 Posted by Ashley_Knightfall (847 posts) - - Show Bio

@legacy_:

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Ashley was taking a sip of her freshly brewed coffee, four heaping scoops of sugar and three little containers of hazelnut creamer. She loved coffee so much, it was what kept her company during late nights and helped calm her nerves during a stressful shift. Her work phone began ringing and she couldn’t help but give a small chuckle as she placed her coffee down as she pulled her phone out of her white coat and with a swipe of her finger, she placed it against her ear. “This is Dr. Knightfall.” She answered as she held the phone in between her head and shoulder as she grabbed a pen and paper that was tucked in one of her many coat pockets. “We have a young male who was exposed to toxins in Gothic City, we don’t know what it is but it’s effecting his respiratory and it seems like he was actively vomiting on the field. He also has multiple lacerations and hematomas along the body.”

“I’ll be right there, get an x-ray to rule out aspiration pneumonia and get a pint of O+ and run it through his IV to get those toxins out of his blood. I also want a CT of the head and spine. Do we know what his saturation levels are?”

“Seventy percent, he’s on a BiPAP now but it’s not helping much.”

“It could be the toxins, make sure to get a blood sample before you treat with the O+ and send it to the lab. I want to know what’s being used out there and send the results to my brother, he might be having to deal with these toxins in Gothic right now.”

“Yes doctor, he’ll be in the emergency ward.”

Moments later in the Emergency Ward

With a swipe of her ID badge she pushed the doors open as she began making her way through the Emergency Ward. Several patient’s who had been victim of the latest Gothic City attack had made their way to the clinic and doctors were working extra hard to keep up with the increasing volume. But it was nothing that her carefully chosen team couldn’t handle.

“Dr. Knightfall, over here!” A nurse began waving her down as Ashley adjusted her white jacket before making her way into the room. Pulling out her tablet she began swiping through the man’s chart as the name instantly caught her eye and caused her to stop dead in her tracks. “Brian Maddox?” She could barley get out as her eyes quickly darted up at the currently unconscious and wounded patient. She couldn’t help it, the grasp on her tablet loosen as it fell to the ground, the screen shattering as her eyes widen and the blood rushed down from her face turning it into a ghostly pale.

“Doctor Knightfall?” One of the nurses turned to her, noticing what was happening. “What’s wrong?”

But Ashley couldn’t hear anything going around her. Her eyes were locked on the younger version of her deceased husband… Brian Maddox. She could feel her throat begin to swell as waves of emotions washed over her all at once. Her hands lightly trembling as she backed herself to a chair, slowly lowering herself as she could feel her anxiety sky rocket. This couldn’t be Brian, this had to be a cruel joke from the universe. This had to just be a coincidence of name… of looks… it just couldn’t be him.

No, I'm fine.
No, I'm fine.

“Ashley.” A nurse stood before her, placing their hands on her shoulder and giving her a firm shake. “Ashley what’s the matter? Should I get another doctor?”

The Reality-M Knightfall blinked as she was suddenly forced back into the reality at hand. Her jaw tightened as she harden herself. “No, I'm fine.” She had to push her feelings aside for the moment. She couldn’t allow this realities version of Brian get to her, not while he’s dying. She had to do what she couldn’t do for him in her reality… save him. Pushing herself up from her seat she began nodding to herself as a nurse handed her another tablet, swiping through different screens she took in a shaky breath before her eyes focused on the task at hand. “X-ray doesn’t show any aspiration, blood work is normal aside from toxins.” Her eyes shift up to the pint of blood that was hanging above him. “Grab another pint and get another IV running through his other arm, we need to purify his blood, it seems to be preventing oxygen from being carried throughout his body.” Ash walked up to him as she pulled out her stethoscope, putting it in place as she hesitatingly placed the diaphragm of the stethoscope upon his chest his chest. Closing her eyes she heard his lungs inhale and exhale, taking in breaths of air and heard the strong rhythm of his heart. It was the same, the same beat she used to listen to every night that helped put her to sleep and calmed her anxiety after long days (and nights) of work. She had to swallow back the tears that were about to form in her eyes, she had to suppress the breaking of her heart, she couldn’t afford to get emotional, not right now. “Get respiratory in here to give him a treatment, he has some mild scattered wheezing.” Her eyes looked up at his vitals, they were getting better, he would get better.

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Why was this reality so cruel? Why did it insist on continually causing her pain? It couldn’t have been a coincidence that he showed up here in the Catholicon. Nurses who were still there gave concerning looks towards the Knightfall. But she paid no attention to them as she directed her attention to the respiratory monitor that showed his saturation rate slowly increasing. But right now, she needed Brian to wake up, to fully assets him. “Brian, Brain can you can hear me?” She pulled out a penlight from her pocket, carefully pulling his eyelids up and shining light in his eyes to check his pupil reaction, seeing those same amber brown eyes looking back at her. “I need you to wake up, I need you to tell me what happened.” They were equal and quickly reacted to light, this was another good sign.Her eyes never wavered from him as she spoke out to one of the nurses. "I need a laceration kit, 4-0 prolene, staples and lido with two percent epi. Let's close up these wounds."

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#39 Posted by Ashley_Knightfall (847 posts) - - Show Bio

@_nox_:

Ashley stepped out for two minutes, two minutes to take a call from Judith Savage on the results of another patient she had seen moments before a bleeding Marcus Knightfall came into her clinic. Walking back into the room the door slowly opened as she saw her young cousin still in bed, but was now awake. She couldn’t help but smile as a silent sigh of relief allowed her shoulders to finally relax. But her eyes instantly moved to the ground as a crimson stain could be seen next to his bed, however, she didn’t say anything. He must have woken up, startled, and fell. It wouldn’t have been the first time a patient who was involved in a traumatic event did that and it wouldn’t be the last.

She watched as he began signing to her, his arms were wounded as well, and it was good to see that the tendons and ligaments were still functioning perfectly for the young Knightfall to use properly. “It’s good to see you too Marcus, regardless of how.” The Knightfall Saint responded as she walked up towards the bed, set her fourth cup of coffee for the day on the nightstand that was next to her cousin. Ashley had actually learned sign language years ago back in ‘Reality-M’ as she had treated multiple mute patients, but it didn’t make it any easier to see her cousin like this. Those savage Liafadors…

“Well, maybe when you’re not busy jumping feet first into hell, we will.” She gently placed her hand upon his shoulder. “The city may not be falling apart, but you were. I don’t know how you made it here on your own, but I’m glad you did. I don’t know what I would have done if-” She stopped herself from finishing the sentence. The thought of losing Marcus again, it was too much to think about. Her hand made it’s way up to his raven black hair, running her fingers through it for a moment in motherly manner before her other hand grabbed a hold of the sheets that covered him and slowly pulled them down to see her suspicions were true. Blood staining his gown could be seen which only meant one thing.

“You re-opened your wounds.” Her voice filled with concern as her other hand made it’s way towards the wound, lifting the stained clothing that covered it and examined the sutured lacerations. Her eyes focused upon the wound, making that little crease between her brows that only appeared when she was focusing on something she felt was important. Turning to the table for second she grabbed a pair of purple non-latex gloves before turning her attention back to him. “Sorry, this might hurt just a little.” As she began carefully fixing the couple of sutures that had been busted open. “There.” Pulling herself away she snapped the gloves off with ease as she disposed of them in a red trashcan.

“Marcus, I know you won’t listen, but… I really need you to take it easy for at least three days. Your wounds were very deep and complex. You also lost a large amount of blood. Doing anything that puts stress on your body before it heals can reopen your wound and cause you to bleed out again. Or if not that, you still risk yourself of an infection.” Ideally he would have to rest for at least two weeks, but she knew her cousin too well. She would have had to put him in an induced coma if she asked him to not do anything for two weeks. So the blood transfusion she gave him had a little bit of the Cytokines proteins in it to help speed up the healing process. But it would be ineffective if he kept reopening his wounds. "I'm good Marcus, but I'm not 'bring the dead back to life' good. Unfortunately, I have my limitations." For now anyways, the Katacomb was a way that could quickly change that, but for now, it couldn't bring the dead back to life, but it was only a matter of time.

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#40 Posted by _Nox_ (9701 posts) - - Show Bio

@ashley_knightfall: @itsy:

Mark closed his eyes as Ashley turned his hair into a heftier skirmish, even if he loved it when people did that to him he would never make an signed confession even if Matthew McCounegey was in the room interrogating him.

It was clear that she was about to crack at the thought of losing him again, he would have tried to wrap his arms around her if his ribs didn't ache so much.

Once she saw the blood she did exactly what he wanted to avoid. It's just a little cut, he told himself. Nothing to be worried about, he thought. Watching her sew the wounds together was like watching DaVinci paint the Mona Lisa except more messy in nature. The string was her brush, his skin the canvas, and his blood the ink. He did his best to maintain his macho posture despite the stings.

As much as he wanted to stay in a nice hospital bed and catch up on cable tv, there were bulls to catch and matadors were in a short supply. Still she wouldn't let him leave so he would at least attempt a compromise with her.

<It's better if I'm the one falling apart to be honest. At least when that happens all I need is painkillers and sleep, not a multi-billion dollar contract for construction. Building can't exactly be put back together with band aids> He let out a small chuckle at the thought of a building being held together by hello kitty bandaids.

<I'll make you a deal. If you give me some underwear, your password for HBO GO and Netflix, and a burger for Rosie's. I'll stay for the rest of the day. Just for today. Tomorrow? Only Kate Upton could keep me locked in this room for more than twenty four hours>

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#41 Posted by Ashley_Knightfall (847 posts) - - Show Bio

@_nox_:

The Knightfall let out a sigh as she watched Marcus hands sign away. “Even so Marcus, band-aids don’t do any good if the wound keeps opening up again.” Her tone turned to a bit of a scolding. “You’ll be no good to the city if you keep this up.” She knew no matter what she said, it wouldn't be enough to keep him in this bed for his body to fully heal. He wanted to strike a deal, but it wasn't good enough for Ashley. He needed to meet her half way.

“Really? Kate Upton? You always did like your blondes.” She couldn’t help but give a small smile, lightly shaking her head. “Ok, I’ll get you all of that if you stay here for a full twenty-four hours starting now, no more and no less. That way you’ll at least have the necessary antibiotics so you won’t have to worry about MRSA and I’ll have enough time to give you another dose of cytokines to try and heal you up as much as we can before you throw yourself back in the fire. Deal?” Her right hand reached halfway towards Marcus for an agreement. She couldn’t force him to stay, but she could do everything she could to make sure his body would be able to jump back into the pit of a chaos.

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#42 Edited by Legacy_ (11264 posts) - - Show Bio

"I'mfine," His lips smack together as he mumbles in response to the blurry shapes (@ashley_knightfall) standing idly by his bedside.

"I just made...a mistake." Brian can barely make out his thoughts, let alone his doctor's face, after having been blinded by a steady beam of light. Instead of answering questions the bruised would be hero sprawls his brawny arms out, right bicep hanging over his head, fingertips pressed against his temple, and he gets himself comfortable for another rest stop.

He, however, isn't afforded such luxury. Instead, much to the annoyance of the rookie cop, the medical practitioner presses into him with an unusual sense of urgency. At first he wonders if they may have had some sort of history, but that couldn't be true. Brian for all his years and charm has never been able to maintain a relationship, romantic or friendly, beyond scattered hellos and hook ups.

This isn't to say he doesn't appreciate the sentiment, because the moment his eyes can focus on the doctor the young officer smiles from ear to ear. "I'm fine." Brian tries to sit up, ignoring the nausea and stomach pain to the best of his ability, "I swear." His shaky voice stiffens as his eyes meet hers. It's almost as if he wants to set her mind at ease.

"I went to Gothic." He paces his breathing, holding his abdomen as open wounds trickle blood down his torso. "I fought some dudes." He feels this incessant need to let her know everything's fine, even if it did feel kind of nice having someone worry about his health, because the Lord as his witness knew that his father sure as hell didn't give a damn. The British bastard didn't even send in backup. "I inhaled some gas, passed out, and now I'm here."

In the corner of his eye, Brian sees the stapler nearing him. <I'm going to vomit!!!> Brian telepathically announces his personal fear to the good doctor, unintentionally creating a mental link between the two as his anxiety rockets. It's in this brief moment of distress that he looks to her for support.

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#43 Posted by Ashley_Knightfall (847 posts) - - Show Bio

@legacy_:shooooooooooooot I never saw this response! :(((((( I'm sorry man...

@pyrogram

Six months ago

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“What happened to him?” The Knightfall Saint walked into the trauma ward, her eyes fixated on a young man that was just recently brought in by an emergency medical service team. He was almost unrecognizable with the amount of blood, contusions, abrasions, lacerations and disfigured areas that obviously shown broken bones. But even though all of that… she knew exactly who this was. “Is this..?”

“Kurt Pendragon? Yeah.” One of the EMS personnel spoke up. “We found him like this just outside our station with nothing but the rags of cloths on him. We thought it would best to bring him here.”

They were right, if they took him to a hospital outside of this facility, news of Mr. Pendragon’s survival would be all over the televisions and internet, which would tell whoever did this to him… that the Emerald Archer was indeed still alive.

“Um… Dr. Knightfall, I can’t get a IV started on him, his blood, it’s clotting too fast to allow us to flush the line.”

“He’s a regenerator…” she whispered to herself, thankfully she was one as well, so she knew exactly what to do to help. “Get him on ice, it’ll slow the process down a bit to allow us to get what we need done.”

“Doc, his core temperature, it’s 289F!” Another nurse spoke up in a panic.

That was three times hotter than the average human core temperature. That could only mean one thing. “Sht, don’t put him on ice! He must have some sort of thermokinesis. Lowering the temperature could put him through seizures.” She paused for a moment, her mind thinking, working, trying to figure its way around this issue. “Place ice packs around area’s you need to work on, but you might need to get several as his body might melt it before you get a chance. I need full body scan on him, we need to know what’s going on with him, see if there is any internal bleeding we need to know about, just because he’s able to regenerate doesn’t mean he can’t internally bleed out. Let’s get going!”

Now

Swiping her card along a scan-lock Ashley pushed the door open as she walked into a more chilled room where a single bed stayed locked in place with an unconscious Kurt Pendragon. Looking down at her tablet she began scrolling through his chart while a ROME’D could be seen tending to the healing Paragon of Power, evaluating wounds and vitals every hour on the hour. To be honest, Kurt didn’t need much medical intervention, not even food or water to sustain himself. He was the most interesting patient she had ever had.

It has been six months since Mr. Pendragon was brought in, and overall his wounds had been healed, mostly on his own with a little help from antibiotics. However, because of his rapid healing process they had to insert a nasogastric tube which was simply a thin plastic tube that goes from the nose, down through the esophagus and into the stomach where not only nutrients could be delivered through, but also medication that couldn’t be pushed through IV. Nasal cannula placed along his nares to provide oxygen and several leads connected to his chest via monitor stickers to keep check of not only his heart rate but his oxygen level which was always prestige. But what was even more fascinating about Mr. Pendragon, was his left arm. It was… robotic and actually freaked out the nursing staff a bit when it was found out. From the looks of the technology it might have been constructed by Mr. Stark, but she couldn’t be sure.

Ashley snapped on a pair of sterile white gloves as she finally made her way towards her patient. Carefully undressing the final wound that was located along his abdomen. She had removed the sutures along this wound just a few days ago. What was once raw, gaping open and rigid was nothing more than a scar that was a few shades darker than his skin tone, which would also probably fade away given enough time. "That's it Mr. Pendragon, you're good as new. The rest is up to you."

However, trouble thoughts of what exactly had happened to him still plagued her mind daily. Who attacked him? Why? Would he remember the events? Would he know who attacked him? But most importantly, would his attacker try to kill him again once they learn that he survived?

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#44 Edited by The Psyentist (22456 posts) - - Show Bio

@ashley_knightfall: (YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! I'm more excited about Kurt coming back than Pyro. xD)

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#45 Posted by Pyrogram (46497 posts) - - Show Bio

@ashley_knightfall: @feral_nova

What makes a man? Is it who he is? Is it what he has done? Who was Kurt Pendragon beyond the Emerald Archer? And more importantly, what would he become?

His lids flickered open, green eyes adjusting to the dim light of the hospital room. It took him a few moments to realize where he was. With a low groan, he pulled himself into a sitting position, his fingers tracing over the bandages about his midsection. What had happened to him? His brows furrowed as he coughed, feeling the nasogastric tube running down his throat. How long had he been out? He tried to tug it out before he heard the approach of the medical staff. Having little to no idea what was happening, he flung himself back down onto the bed, closing his eyes. The woman removed the gauze from his torso, speaking softly to him. ‘Mr. Pendragon?’ The name felt foreign.

What he did know is that he had a choice: wait for her to leave and sneak out or to engage her. He wanted to know more. She didn’t seem hostile, just unfamiliar. He stirred, his eyes opening. He’d start simply, piece it together as he could. Maybe she had answers to offer. As Ashley internally questioned what had brought the Emerald Knight to her hospital, his head slowly tilt to the side, gazing up at the new face, “can I get this tube out of my nose?”

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#47 Posted by _Drake (14899 posts) - - Show Bio

@pyrogram: That first paragraph had me mentally singing Now You're a Man.

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#48 Posted by _Nobody_ (5143 posts) - - Show Bio

Odd figure, garbed on his mahogany leather jacket and ultramarine jeans, charcoal boots ponderously thumped against the flooring, a skeptical stare plastered across his visage, taciturnly gazing those bewildered eyes gawking everywhere. Hands shoved on his pockets, the blonde locks of hair curling narrowly above his forehead. His approach was as phlegmatic as it was flamboyant. His nonchalant, calculist eyes skidded left to right, raising awareness of those encompassing him. It was an alien figure to such an ambient, the contrasting dark of his figure stood out on those bright coruscations of every serene corridor.

Reaching out for an aloof nurse, his low-pitched tone escaping those parched lips for the first time. "Go get Dr. Knightfall, please." The seriousness contained within the sentence was almost palpable, his dead-serious countenance intimidating the nurse to oblige, almost as if a back-up plan if niceties didn't work as expected. Of course it probably took the role of main plan, its effectiveness wasn't even arguable. His iris descended a tad, sight focusing on the floor. "Tell her..." He paused, choosing the forthcoming words properly. "Tell her Bernard wants to talk."

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#49 Posted by deactivated-57916056a8182 (4857 posts) - - Show Bio

@pyrogram said:

@ashley_knightfall: @feral_nova

What makes a man? Is it who he is? Is it what he has done? Who was Kurt Pendragon beyond the Emerald Archer? And more importantly, what would he become?

His lids flickered open, green eyes adjusting to the dim light of the hospital room. It took him a few moments to realize where he was. With a low groan, he pulled himself into a sitting position, his fingers tracing over the bandages about his midsection. What had happened to him? His brows furrowed as he coughed, feeling the nasogastric tube running down his throat. How long had he been out? He tried to tug it out before he heard the approach of the medical staff. Having little to no idea what was happening, he flung himself back down onto the bed, closing his eyes. The woman removed the gauze from his torso, speaking softly to him. ‘Mr. Pendragon?’ The name felt foreign.

What he did know is that he had a choice: wait for her to leave and sneak out or to engage her. He wanted to know more. She didn’t seem hostile, just unfamiliar. He stirred, his eyes opening. He’d start simply, piece it together as he could. Maybe she had answers to offer. As Ashley internally questioned what had brought the Emerald Knight to her hospital, his head slowly tilt to the side, gazing up at the new face, “can I get this tube out of my nose?”

And with his return whatever hope one and all had of ever displacing him as the Top Poster died along with it.

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#50 Posted by Feral Nova (57236 posts) - - Show Bio

@_drake: @_nobody_: WHAT!? WHA-WHAAAAA!? forgets all other responsibilities in life to reply

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