Meet the Medic [Open Log]

[gentle_giant]

Who: The city's medic and mechanic...and all those who want their injuries tended.
What: The city medic doing what he can for all the new arrivals who've just been through an explosion.
Where: Hospital, located in the Northwest of the city
When: Shortly after arrival.  Galos will bring everyone to the city, and show the injured to the hospital.  The good medic here will care for any who come in.  Don't worry, he can care for Cybertronians too.
Warnings: Only what your characters bring with them.

The hospital is quite large, located in the midst of various houses and apartments.  One side is clearly designed for the organic residence, with nice sliding doors opening into a foyer and waiting area.  Halls stretch off to the right to various exam rooms where the resident doctor and his apprentices can check on the sick.  Down another hall are hospital rooms for those who require an extended stay.

The other side is designed for the robotic residents.  The front part is a large garage, which leads to a waiting area.  Past that are repair bays with with tables, each repair bay is stocked with tools.  The mechanic teams range from human to Cybertronian.

Whether organic or robotic, all those who come to the hospital will see the Paian, the head medic and mechanic.

Paian looked to be nothing more than a normal human plucked out of some Victorian era, steampunk world.  Large green goggled hung around his neck and large leather gloves were tucked behind a wide belt.  There's nothing really fancy about his dress, he's dressed to work.  He's a big guy, and a no-nonsense doctor.  Those who come to see him may not his worried frown as he ushers them back to get settled where he can start to work to take care of those injuries.

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[gentle_giant]

[Hi Drift, have a big human man approaching you.] In need of repairs, mech?

[treacherous_widow]

Fine, let me rephrase that. I'm intelligent enough to know when to patch myself up and when I might need medical attention.

[Better?]

...1859. What about the rest of the organics? And how about some of the others?

Exactly, how many weeks ago did this start?

[gentle_giant]

[Better, he can concede to that and gives her a nod.]

From various time periods and versions of Earth. I've not talked to everyone by any means, but those I've talked to range the gamut of time periods and versions of Earth. Same for the Cybertronians and other robotic beings here.

I noticed healing was off exactly sixteen days ago, and it's steadily gotten worse in that time. In that time at least sixty people, that we're aware of, have disappeared, and at least one of those another Guardian.

[treacherous_widow]

[Now that is a bit of information that interests her.]

Are any of the Cybertronian's calling themselves Maximals or Predacons?

[It was a long shot and she really doubted it. But, if he said they were from various eras, it didn't hurt to ask.]

...So a similar time frame to when we were fighting Unicron.

[It didn't take a genius to see that it might be related.]

So, what makes you a guardian and who's the one that disappeared.

[gentle_giant]

[He considers that a moment.] I...those terms are familiar, so I'll say yes, but I can't say how many may still be around here.

Unicron? [Now you have his interest.]

Demi-god-like powers strong enough to hold most of the Miasma out of the city. [kind of off-handed. He's not one that's overly impressed with power, so talking about his abilities doesn't sound remotely like boasting like it might from another.]

The one missing is a Tej Abri named Sirrah. Though, I'll admit, she's a strange one and tends to disappear for periods of time when she feels like it. This time though her disappearance kept her from coming to meet with me to discuss the odd way people aren't healing. She's rather particular about keeping promises to people, and is as curious as a...cat. [Dear lord he almost seems about to facepalm at his own use of words there. He does kind of sigh at himself.] Point is, she'd not have missed that meeting, and she did.

[treacherous_widow]

Can you tell me where to find them? I'd like to meet other Maximals.

[Now he REALLY has her attention.]

What do you mean 'holding most of the Miasma out of the city?' The Unicron I know about would have been happy to destroy this city just to piss off Primus.

[And then this conversation just got infinitely more interesting.]

Exactly how many of you are there, including her.

[gentle_giant]

I'm sorry, I don't have that information. [He gives her a wry smile] And you won't find it in patient records. I don't require people to tell me where they're living.

The Guardians hold the Miasma out...as much as possible. It actually comes up from the planet itself. Go out far enough, though, and you'll find a wall of that inky mist. I'd suggest staying out of it, it's chaos, literally. And yes, it would very likely destroy the city and everyone in it if we weren't here to keep it out.

There's eleven right now.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[wow hey human guy Drift almost didn't notice you there]

What? Oh, uh, yeah. Later, though. I'm looking for someone.

[gentle_giant]

[Well, he's not one to press a patient into repairs if they don't want them.]

Might I ask whom?

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

His name is Wing, he's about my size. Mostly white, turns into a jet? He said he was here.

[It's not that Drift doesn't want repairs, he's just a little frazzled at the moment.]

[gentle_giant]

Ah yes. [motions doen the hall.] Second medbay on yhe right.

[notyourblueangel]

Thundercracker thought about that, several reactions and questions crossing his mind - and his face. Finally he settled on the ones that had the best chance of getting him useful information without insulting the medic into clamming up on him.

"Any leads yet? Who's in charge of investigating possible causes?"

Yes, he wanted his wing reattached ASAP...but if it wasn't going to do any actual good, might as well concentrate on what WILL first.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[He's about to turn and just BOLT DOWN THE HALL but he stops himself long enought ot be polite.]

Thank you. Thank you so much.

[Okay now he bolts down the hall. Kinda limpy because he's all banged up but hey]

[treacherous_widow]

Then I guess I'll just have to do a little asking around.

[Blackarachnia just wants to know who they are. As for the rest, she's filing away the information for her use and debating on whether or not she should poke at the chaos.]

Eleven.

We had Primes protecting us and from the sounds of it, the jobs are similar.

[gentle_giant]

[He nods. She's free to ask around. Just don't cause trouble, missy.]

[And be careful around that chaos. He means that!]

Possible. We weren't the first ones here, though whoever started building this place was long gone by the time I arrived.

[gentle_giant]

[He gives Drift an amused smile and gives him a shooing motion. Go on, go see your friend.]

[gentle_giant]

"I've informed our police force of my suspicions. I don't know what they've found yet, if anything."

Paian pulls a breath and sighs. "Look, I'm not looking to frighten or upset people, but I also feel it's right to let people know what's going on, especially in this instance. You've come for repairs, and while I can do a lot for you, you're injuries are severe, and so I can't promise much more than being able to reattach your wing, maybe even enough that you can fly if you're careful. Why is this happening? I don't know, but I hope to find out. Unfortunately I don't have the time or luxury to go hunting after clues myself, I've got a hospital to run, and patients in need of what care I'm able to give."

[treacherous_widow]

[Sorry, trouble follows her everywhere so no promises.]

Great. Did the previous inhabitants leave anything behind.

[gentle_giant]

Oh, lots. We just continued building on what was already here, and then there are the ruins. Massive structures, or at least they were once.

I'd suggest taking someone with you if you decide to go poking about any of the ruins, though, they can be dangerous.

[happyclappyhippydrippy]

[THANKS LITTLE HUMAN DRIFT WILL BE MORE POLITE LATER when he's done annoying Wing. And he's totally letting himself into wing's room like he owns the place.]

[knight_light]

[Wing is sitting on the repair berth, waiting for Drift. He smiles when the other bot steps in, and then frowns in concern.]

Drift...

[fractalize]

Okay, so she's not here to really be seen, and even just being in a place of healing has her a bit anxious, but Elsa has to know if Jadewing is alright.

Peering in and out of rooms, she's looked for him, but haha, she hasn't found a thing.


Yeah, she can't stand looking like she's only in the way of things. She'll be flagging down the nearest person her size as soon as possible.

"Excuse me? Please, I'm looking for a rather---larger, green robot. I wanted to know if he was....going to be alright?"

[the_other_green_seeker]

A lot of the time yeah. Can't count the number of things we probably wouldn't have gotten away with if they weren't such dumbafts. Course, the minute you start thinking they're all like that is the minute it's gonna come back to bite you in the aft hard, so who knows? Maybe the fraggers are just messing with us...

[Scaffolding out of the way, Jadewing sat up, again causing only a few twinges to the recently repaired wing. He might even be able fly on it if he had to, but only in robot mode. He didn't think he'd be trying just yet though.]

Useful trick to have, even if it's not working at full capacity. And this'd hardly be the first time I've had do with just field repairs for awhile. I'll live.

So... what do you want in return? And also do you have a washrack around here? If I can't be fully repaired, I can at least be clean.

[gentle_giant]

[It'd be more useful if it worked right. But he'll just grunt softly.]

[And then he's shaking his head.] Nothing. You don't owe me anything.

As for a washrack, you can check for an empty house or apartment around here, or head to one of the spas. One is in the Northwest, nice hot springs there, the other in the Southwest.

[gentle_giant]

The tall man approached, giving Elsa a gentle smile. "I've seen to a large green robot recently. Would he happen to be the one with ice bracing his wing?"