Post by Zexous Loewe on Feb 26, 2013 22:54:02 GMT -5
February 17th, 23 CLE
"Zaunite Research Hospital"
Calling it a hospital was no doubt a marketing ploy. Sure, they did help people but only after checking them over in every way possible and making them feel like experiments. It left a bitter taste in Zexous' mouth, but it could've been a mixture of his own blood and those berries he'd eaten while stumbling toward Zaun. His sleeves and pant legs were in tatters but his remaining arm was otherwise fine, having nothing more than a few nicks and scrapes.
His torso was less than perfect, a series of gashes across his body from the ravenous wolf he'd just had to fight. He was sure he looked to be quite the sight, bit it was Zaun and the Emergency Wing was packed. And it wasn't as though he knew how to realistically turn off the transformation either, so he simply tried to keep his arms close and his feet in. The plate on his chest was glowing brightly, as were his body parts, intermittent points of orange light peeking out from underneath.
A man stepped too close and Zexous found himself growling angrily at him, going so far as to swipe at the man's chest. He missed, thankfully. Odd, he'd never growled before. Perhaps it was just a stress related incident. Ignoring the strange reaction, he shouldered his way up to the counter, feet clanking against the floor with every step.
"Look I need help, I'm bl-"
Great, it was a robot. Zexous hated dealing with robots. So impersonal.
"I'm bleeding out and I need to see someone to stitch me up." There was still a faint growl in his voice as he spoke, which was unsettling in its own right.
Last Edit: Feb 26, 2013 23:01:49 GMT -5 by Zexous Loewe
The robot emitted a series of clicking sounds, motionlessly examining Zexous before giving a prompt response. "Floor 14, Room 179. Dr. Phious will attend to you shortly." Without waiting it swiveled its head, the automaton calling for the next person. A lift would open immediately to his right, with a panel at the far side with a button for each floor. The room for Zexous, once he arrived, would already have the doctor in it, a clipboard in her hand as she twirled a pen through her fingers.
Post by Zexous Loewe on Feb 28, 2013 13:12:19 GMT -5
The amputee obliged the robot and stepped into the elevator, shoving a man who had manged to step into his path out of the way roughly with a baring of his teeth. Blood loss had to be getting to him. Maybe the pain in his left arm was the problem. Hard to tell, really.
When the elevator pinged, he stepped out and started reading numbers on doors until he found where he needed to be and shouldered the door open. A girl, dressed for the part of a doctor, if nothing else. Just be glad it's not a robot, Leon.
"So Doc, I'm bleedin', you can fix this, right? Preferably without prodding my body with a sharpened stick or seeing how many times you can electrocute me before I pass out." Zexous asked, cutting his eyes to the side as the last words slithered out, dull rumbling following them.
Last Edit: Feb 28, 2013 13:12:55 GMT -5 by Zexous Loewe
Pointing a hand towards the hospital bed with a finger, Phi began writing on the clipboard rather quickly. A number of medical instruments lowered from the ceiling and raised around the bed, with a small gap to allow patients entry. Phi pressed a button on one of these protrusions, a small hatch containing gauze opening. She then stepped to the side, waiting for Zexous to lay down before she began.
Post by Zexous Loewe on Mar 4, 2013 14:50:08 GMT -5
The hextech amputee slipped up onto the bed and laid back, having expected some kind of vocal command at some point. All he received was a point. It irritated him slightly, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up ever so slightly. It provoked a wrinkling of his nose when he realized what was happening, but was quickly dismissed simply because of the wooziness of blood loss.
Without a word, Phi began to treat the patient's wounds. A scanner followed her hands as she worked, judging the severity of his wounds while also detecting anything else unusual. As she applied a chemical to the wound to stop the bleeding, which would likely sting like hell, she finally spoke.
"So what caused all this? Get into a knife fight?"
Post by Zexous Loewe on Apr 5, 2013 6:25:23 GMT -5
"... Rabid animal. A wolf, actually. Had to put it down." Zexous muttered, his final words tinged with a growl from the sizzling agony of the disinfectant. Apparently the wolf hadn't bothered to clean his nails before going for his throat.
He wasn't critical, but there were a series of cuts across his stomach that were far deeper than he thought, rending his abdominal muscles. A healthy dose of adrenaline was what had made him forget the pain but that was beginning to subside. The agony was starting to set in fairly quickly, making his metal hand clench the nearest solid object it could, the metal of the bedframe groaning in protest as he remolded it.
Last Edit: Apr 5, 2013 11:13:40 GMT -5 by Zexous Loewe
Turning from the patient to the machines surrounding him, Phi took a look at the scan. Nothing too severe, good thing he got here in time. With nothing more than a flick of a switch, the machines went to work repair the grievous injury Zexous had sustained. The woman herself grabbed a clipboard, jotting down several notes before glancing up at the amputee. "Your name?"
Post by Zexous Loewe on Apr 7, 2013 11:57:33 GMT -5
"... Leon Loewe." He muttered, making tiny noises of discomfort as his muscles were stitched back together forcibly by the machines. It was uncomfortable, eliciting a vicious growl from his throat. "Grrragh is it supposed to hurt this much?"
"Only because of the deep cuts made. Though at the worse you'll be a little sore after this." She continued to write on her clipboard, occasionally tossing a glance Leon's way as the machine worked. After nearly six minutes she flipped the switch again, the instruments retracting back into their storage places. The majority of his injuries had been patched up, but a few were still visible. "For the healing to finish, I'd suggest you take three to five days of rest for the medicine to finish it's work. But for the most part, you should be good to go."
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