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Jeremy Hunter · 06-02-2011, 01:36 PM,

Ellie got up.

"I'll follow Mila."

Elli smiled and stood near the girl.

"You love Leonardo, dont you?"

May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.

Osilon · 06-02-2011, 02:00 PM,

Jasmine stood slowly, swaying a little for a moment before she steadies herself.
"Oui, I think I shall tag along..."
taking her place in the small group, she glanced at both Mila and Helga.
"If necessary, I can help with Mila's...protection. I could probably spare something to help her, if it would be alright, oui?"

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

Mr.Fabulous · (This post was last modified: 06-02-2011, 02:41 PM by Mr.Fabulous.)

"Leon... ardo..." As the doors to the outside open slowly, Helga places her rough yet caring hand on Mila's forehead, a warm and hopeful motherly-smile streaking slightly from the old woman's face...

"... Zyes... zyes she doez..."

Outside, a small medical shuttle that had a bright Red Cross-mark on its sides, hovered nearby. Beside, there stood two paramedics in dirty-white jumpsuits, their chest-pocket also fashioning the Red Cross with pride: one was a medium-height woman with blonde hair, the other was a tall dark-skinned man. The Bay Door at the back of the shuttle was open, ready to receive the girl at a moment's notice.

Helga, Ellie and Jasmine tagged along right behind as the robot began walking towards the shuttle, 'dragging' the bed along with it. Reaching the middle of the way after a few more moments, Helga waves at the blonde, "Guten, Janette. Fazcy zyou being zhe one to bring Mila back to zhe hozpital."

The woman, who seemed to be called Janette, waved back and slowly approached the group, the dark-skinned man following behind, "Top o' the day, Miss Faustbeign. Yes, it's cause I just got promoted last week ta becoming a paramedic, act'lly. I'm more than willin' ta be the one ta bring Mila back ta the 'ospital."

"Zhat zo? Blezz zyou, dear Janette. Zhat'z good to hear!"

When the two groups finally get together, the robot lets go of its hold on the bed, allowing the dark-skinned man to be the one to drag it, "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Faustbeign. My name's Loche... Loche Madison. Janette over here's told me many good things about you while we were on approach." With his other hand he shakes Helga's hand in a friendly manner, but a wry smile was apparent on his face as he said it.

"Hahahah! Zhat's Janette for zyou, Mizter Madizon. She probably talked zyour ear ovv during zhe trip, didn't zyou, Janette?" Helga looked at the blonde with a smug face.

Janette coughs a bit uncomfortably, "Aaaaaanyyywaaaaayyyy..." She pets Mila's head softly, "... The injuries on 'er look rough. A perf'rated lung, some second-degree burns, cracked ribs... Nothin' we can't handle, I assure you, Miss Faustbeign." She nods calmly at the old woman.

"Zhat'z good to hear. I hope she'll get vell zoon." The old woman brushes the loose strands of hair on Mila's cheek, "... Zhe Herr'd vish zhat for her." She bows herself to the girl's side so that she could plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

"We'll take good care of your dear, little girl, Miss Faustbeign. I can assure you." Loche smiles back contentedly.

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Osilon · 06-03-2011, 12:57 PM,

Jasmine stepped forward to the medic, looking down at Mila for a moment.
"You'll find I set her ribs with a specialised glue...It probably isn't entirely sufficient, it dissolves with the application of Iodine so you can fix her bones more...permanantly."
Stepping back, she looked towards the direction of her ship, as a small hovering drone flew up to her. Smiling slightly, it deposited a metal orb in her hand, and she clipped it to her belt, watching as the Paramedics handled Mila. She'd give the girl her gift later...

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

Jeremy Hunter · 06-03-2011, 01:06 PM,

Ellue watched as Mila was loaded. She climbed into the shuttle with Mila.

"I'll ride with her."

She gently held Mila's hand then looked at Jasmine.

"You gonna ride with us?"

Ellie brushed a lock of hair from her eyes, and waited. Jasmine was....strange.

May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.

Osilon · 06-03-2011, 01:19 PM,

Jasmine nodded slightly, her long hair shimmering slightly in the sun. Keeping her eyes on Ellie, she hopped into the shuttle with almost inhuman grace, as if aided by invisible strings...Standing straight, she checked the nigh-invisible pockets in the white suit, and the orb at her belt, glancing at Ellie again for a moment before looking down at Mila.

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

Mr.Fabulous · 06-03-2011, 05:33 PM,

Loche nods at Jasmine after she gave the information, "Ah... so you must be the one who saved this girl. Thanks for telling us this information, by the way. Saves us all the trouble of having to figure it out for ourselves, heheheh."

After giving another smile to the group, he takes the bed and slowly brings it into the Shuttle Bay, with Janette close behind. Ellie sure seemed to catch him off-guard as he was readying the medical apparatuses when she offered to ride along in the shuttle, quickly protesting, "Ah, that's not really necessa---"

But Janette quickly did him a light elbow-jabbed in the ribs before he could finish, "T'is alright, Loche. They be teh ones 'o saved 'er, so they gots teh right ta come along an' keep 'er safe." Then she looks back to the two ladies, who were now sitting comfortably, "Jus' don't try ta force 'er ta wake up, a'right? She still needs ta rest, you can understand."

"Dhank zyou, all ov zyou. At leazt I know zhat Mila'z in quite capable handz." Helga smiles at them.

"Farewell, Miss Faustbeign. We'll contact you when Milarosa's at the medical center." Loche presses something underneath his neck collar and whispers to it, "Alright, Kevin. Take us outta here."

::: Copy that, L. ::: came the reply. Slowly, the Shuttle Bay Door closes smoothly, then puffs of pneumatic-air to signal that it had closed securely. Helga looks on with a hopeful smile as the craft slowly starts to lift off into the afternoon sun.

Within, the Bay quickly becomes really busy: the two paramedics waste no time in their work, applying various scans all across Mila's body and briefly making discussions amongst each other. First, they apply a general anesthetic, then restrain her to some degree. Then Loche takes out from a cabinet what looks like a Needle Decompression Apparatus and said in a calm, yet firm tone to Mila's ear, "You'll feel a slight heavy weight at your right, okay Mila?" As the needle went through to alleviate the buildup of air within, Mila shivers slightly, if for only just a moment, "That's a good girl. The anesthetics are doing their job."

Janette, meanwhile, proceeds to slowly cut open the various bandages, quickly replacing the burn areas with large yellowish-gel pads that had a thin cloth-backing on the opposite side with the Star of Life on its surface, "The burns don't look too serious. The Medigel should do their job within sev'ral hours."

When the paramedics had finished with their stabilization procedures, Mila's breathing became noticeably calmer and more rhythmic. The girl slowly opens her eyes to find herself in the Shuttle Bay, then they switch focus over to the blonde, "... J... Janette?"

She softly rubs Mila's head, "It's all o'er dear, you're fine now. The doc's at the 'ospital should take care o' yer ribs when we get there." Janette then looks at the two guests, who had been observing the whole time, "Ye can talk with 'er now, jus' don't keep at it fer too long, aye? She still needs teh rest." Then she heads off towards the opposite side of the Bay where the medical scanners were still monitoring Mila's condition, while Loche was busy organizing the instruments back into their proper containers.

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Osilon · 06-04-2011, 06:47 AM,

Jasmine looked at Mila with a slight smile, reaching down to her belt. Unclipping the ball, maybe three and a half inches across, she showed it to Mila. "Hey...I had this made for you. When you're ready, just say 'I'll name you...' and then whatever you want to call him, and he'll respond to that name...He's yours now, oui? And you can use him to contact me whenever you need to."
Putting the ball down on the table nearby, where Mila could see it, she stepped back, glancing to Ellie.

A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

Jeremy Hunter · 06-04-2011, 03:45 PM,

Ellie looked over at Jasmine's gift. She hadn't had much time for anything but a simple pendant. Taking it from hdr pocket, she placed it beside's Jasmine's gift. I was of a sun, carved with intricate designs.

"Best I could do. I'm not as talented as my brother at making some electronics."

She smildd softly, absently stroking the poor girl's hand.

May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.

Mr.Fabulous · 06-04-2011, 07:01 PM,

Mila looked drained from the procedures, but she grinned widely to show she was actually quite ecstatic about her gifts, "Meep... Y... yaaaayyyy... I gots me a... shiny new ball... and a beautif... f-ful pendant, f-f-from my sav... iors... I'm s-so... so-so-s-so... h-happ...

"... peeeemmmeeeeeep..." And with that, she falls back to sleep again.

"We'll be touching down on the Tavion Medical Center Landing Pad in a few minutes." Loche informed the group.

"When we go an' touch down, I an' Loche'll be teh one's takin' Mila teh the ER fer the op'ration. Shouldn't take too long, I reckon', mehbeh a c'ple o' 'ours ta set 'em bones straight, an' she'll be in teh green." Janette went up to the two women still seated, "... It's a nice thing ye both're doin' 'ere, comin' along an' givin' her gifts te keep 'er brimmin', an' devotin' yer busy lives fer this girl's safety. Rare these days te have souls like ye both.

"Tell ye what..." She clasps her hands together and bends over in a bit closer to feint a whisper, "... Since ye both are already involved on this 'ere trip, if ye're still willin' ta go an' wait an' see if the op'ration be a success I'd be more than happy ta rent a couple o' rooms fer the lot o' ye, free o' charge. Otherwise, jus' stay 'ere on the shuttle when we be offloadin' the lassy, an' dear ol' Kevin will be happy ta take ye both back te the Estate, an' onta yer ships, a'right?" Then she stands back up straight and then goes back to some other duty that needs attention...

... 3 minutes later...

The shuttle lands on one of the numerous landing pads near this notably large, but not-yet-a-skyscraper hospital building. There, a doctor in his early-40's with dark-colored skin wearing a white hospital gown and medium-sized spectacles, and a lightly-armed guard wearing a Zoner flight-suit, were already waiting patiently on the platform. As the Shuttle Bay Door opens, Loche and Janette carefully bring Mila towards the front of the doctor, who had already taken out a small scanning-device from his pocket, and was now doing a light scan of her vitals, "Good... The patient's body's stable for the moment. Shouldn't have any further complications for the procedure now, meaning we can proceed as planned.

"Take her to ER-6. I'll be there in a few moments." He orders urgently.

"A'right, Timmy." She waves at the doctor with a giggle as she goes with Loche down the platform.

"... And don't call me that... Jenny... At least not in public." The doctor replied with disappointment, "I have a proper, and more professional name, thank you."

"Oh, I kinda like Timmy better than Timbaland. Sounds cute, heheheh." She shifts her voice over to the two women, "If ye're gonna take up on me off'r, jus' come on in an' tell the receptionist that Jenny sent ya, 'kay? She'll point ye ladies o'er ta some empty guest rooms I took teh liberty o' reservin' while we were comin' 'ere. If not, then jus' stay in the ship, I guess." And with that, the two paramedics head off to the hospital without another moment's notice.

The doctor rubs his head with slight frustration as the guard himself couldn't help but chuckle to himself whilst shaking his head from side-to-side, "You'll have to forgive Janette for being so informal on these things. Allow me to introduce myself properly." He offers a friendly hand at the two ladies, "My name is Timbaland Madison. I've been the family doctor for the Tigre Family ever since they moved here to Jettison City, when Leonardo was born. And yes, Loche Madison's my younger brother.

"He forwarded me your information on this specialized glue as your means to settle Mila's ribs temporarily, Miss Estelle. Bad news is, it wasn't sufficient enough to alleviate most of the pain, which explains her still-painful breathing, but the good news is they did their job in keeping her ribcage more or less intact. I've already forwarded the surgeons on the operating room to prepare Iodine-packs for dislodging the glue so that proper wiring-support can be used for better recovery.

"... Other than this, is there any other information you'd like to share with as to your view regarding Mila's health?"

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