=====Tempest Medical Bay on the ship====
Joseph
All around Joseph, the medical bay reign in chaos and disorder as anarchy was fed by the moans from the wounded. No one was spared an ounce of mercy. From civilian staff to military personnel, people unable to make on their own were supported by those less wounded, the victims’ faces twisted in pain from each jarred movement. However the Doctor had shut off his heart and with that, his sympathy to the unfortunates. If anyone could peer into his mind, they would likely be shock at his decision, viewed it as cold and evil. In truth it was very much the opposite. He need to think clearly and make the right choices, uninfluenced or hindered by emotions, his focus completely upon the task at hand when he motioned for the critical to be ushered to the ER section of the Tempest’s medical bay. Others that didn’t require immediate attention had been detoured to a side room where Dr. Ross, to best of her condition, treated their minor injuries.
Every patient that came into his path had Joseph’s best guess diagnose. It clearly irritated him to do what he viewed as a sloppy job, yet with the rising number of injured this was the best he could offer at the moment. Hastily his fingers gently propped questionable bruising, ignoring his professional pride and letting his touch seek questionable bumps or increased discoloration, and indications of far worse problems before he determined the best area send the patient. So far they had been fortunate. No fatalities yet. He expected it wouldn’t stay that way for much longer and was shortly prove correct in his assumptions.
Aged eyes jerked upright, Joseph’s uninjured arm cradled a civilian woman’s hand in his fingers and gently feeling for broken bones, just to spot a small group that arrived. Two young privates slung a man in his thirties, his dark brown hair=or what wasn't blackened- cut close to the scalp and dressed in the familiar military fashion, his face and front was singed from the look of it. It wasn't a surprise why his body seemed unable to stand on its own. On a gurney, sided by a medical officer, was a young woman in her twenties and wavy blond hair. Her skin had a tint of blue to it as if she had suffered oxygen deprivation and being frozen. Her eyes were closed, frosted over as a few blanket had been placed over her body in a vain attempt to warm her. A medical officer was crouched beside the woman, fingers pressed to her patient’s neck, checking the pulse, until a slight admit of defeat had caste over her features. Her face fallen slightly from it when she suddenly stood upright and spoke the time of death. It was what Joseph had suspected on seeing her state. The woman was dead, expired either before or during the trip to be saved.
Joseph’s eyes happened to brush over the frozen corpse’s uniform pocket, Alyssa Aldurren, which identified the woman. Then the medical officer pulled back the blanket and covered the face. Thanks to his association with death, not every patient savable, his attention came back to the living. The living came first, and then the death. His feet stirred into motion, the man bluntly ignored the slightly throbbing in his wrapped arm, until he came to a step right in front of the patient hanging between the two officers. Joseph’s question demanded in his usual charm. “What happened?”
“I’m sorry, Dr. Sterling. He had a power conduit explode in his face and he's badly.” Said one of the privates as Joseph’s finger checked the man’s vitals.
“Get him to the ER, now!” Deep down however, Joseph had a feeling the man wasn't going to make it even if they everything they could for him.
Dr. Niven, followed by two others, instantly rushed to take the Major from the pair then disappeared into the ER.
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