Blunt Force Situation

[Geoffacake]

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A hidden luxury, a gem located in the edges of Rheinland. It sits afar from attention from anyone. A large Renzu liner sits in the middle of nowhere, barely populated by anyone but its owners and a few unexpected guests. Although an emergency of crucial importance sits down in its lower sectors, the medical center was locked out for anyone else to enter. It was heavily clinical with all its wires a other patient beds, kept clean but like no one has used its full potential ever before. It was eerily quiet with the exception of a few surgical tools tapping and bleeping of the heart-monitor.

Three occupied its Operating room, Enfield was dressed in full hazard-gear, dressing himself according ready to preform what seemed like a dangerous operation. "Hnnph... I forget that this is lead lined..." He snaps on two gloves and prepares his equipment needed. Before long another one entered the room with more equipment and tools, although she was recognizable, she didn't seem to have her usual body. It seemed more like white metal in her female figure, with a fine layer of white hair and bright blue eyes as usual. "Okay, everything is here, extra oxygen supplies, heart-bypass, the 3D printer... You need anything else." "Yeah... Some sleep."

Another laid on the operating table, He was Eric Klugmann, inhaler, monitors, and various equipment kept the beating of his heart and the bleeping of the monitor constant. His pilot and officer clothes were placed to one side and in trade was wearing a white patient gown with a central hole cut in the middle exposing the heavily bruised skin of his chest. His head was covered in blood from blunt force trauma, the side of his head seemed to have skin lacerations near his ear, fragments of visor glass seemed to be impaled into his upper face. He was still awake, although the mask was supplying him a stable airflow it was also connected to a knock-out gas that ran on a separate tube, but that was switched off. "Stay awake Klugmann, I'll tell you if you need to be opened up for repairs."

Another woman, Laura, both tired and worried as her eyes recently mark a battle that she had just encounter as her sweat and blood are present on her flight suit to which she still wears with her uniform underneath. She watches from the distance of the Operation room, sitting down trying to reclaim her strength.

"I understand you'd like to help Laura... But this is quite a delicate procedure... and we might be dealing with unknown contaminates, but fortunately the Hazard-Alarms didn't go off upon entry." He wipes his visor, trying to helplessly wipe off his sweat from his earlier fight. "Damn it..." He looks at Klugmanns chest with serious brusing. "Omni-Scanner." Enfield requests a tool from his robotic assistant. "Here... You think the ribs are broken?" "We'll see." He runs the scanner over his chest that visibly shows a laser grid. "Yes... the upper cartilage has multiple tears along with fractures around the ribs but not even a crack around the sternum. Lungs are lucky not even have minor damage... Lucky guy."