[network|video] @prettypinkflowers; now is probably a good time to panic; Day 203 [open]

[lacecase]

[It's first thing in the morning when Ginger sends out this post. This one isn't optimism. She's afraid, and in pain, and tipping at the edge of a precipice of panic. Charlie's with her, and she seems unable to stop her focus from flipping between him and her tablet screen. Her words are breathless, indicative of an irregular heartbeat.]

Hello? We're hurt--Charlie and me--and I'm really worried about everyone else out there. Please check in, let us know if you're hurt and how bad or if whatever was out there didn't get to you. And if you can offer any sort of help to anyone who needs it, if you're in any position to do that...

[Well, the rest is pretty self-explanatory, and she's having trouble getting her words across. Not that Ginger's ever been particularly eloquent.]

I think my arm is broken, and Charlie's is--his shoulder is dislocated.

Comments

@dissect ; voice

[circumsutus]

Where are you? [Time to stop hiding and moping and actually do something.]

@starspangledhero; voice

[fifty]

They don't need your help. [You stay away from them, weirdo dissection eye-stealing doctor.]

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[Charlie sounds about as good as Ginger. He doesn't love the idea of Stein helping them out, but he'll take what he can get. Stein isn't as scary as what just happened to them.

Charlie attaches a screenshot of House's map with a circle around the building they're in. It's Building 46 oocly.]

We're here. There's, um... There's like a ladder? You can't get in the front. I don't know if we'll be able to get out like this. I can't move my arm.

[Also it hurts like a son of a bitch. There's that.]

@Spoiler ; audio

[spoileralert]

[ Steph's voice is shaky, but at least she can help. ]

I have supplies. I'm not... going to say where we are, not in public like this, but I've got bandaids, gauze, disinfectant, cloth strips. And a couple of things that can be used as splints.

@cutthroatbitch; voice

[wilsonsheart]

I don't have a very extensive medical kit, but I can help anyone who needs it to the best of my ability. I received no physical injuries yesterday. I'm around the west side of the residential area. Please don't hesitate to contact me privately if you need help and aren't comfortable speaking up here.

@godsend, text, private

[termineur]

[ Yep, sticking to text for the moment. ]

So I should probably have you take a look at my leg. Some sort of robot monster drilled right through it, just below the knee.

I've got a shirt around it. I've got rubbing alcohol to keep it cleaned out and Vicodin for the pain. But I'm not sure if there's anything else I can do for it.

@makeme; audio

[coyoteking]

Ginger. Jesus christ. Where are you guys?

[He's already juggling a lot right now but fRIENDS IN TROUBLE!!!]

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[Charlie sends along the same map he sent Stein with their location circled.]

Are you okay?

[lacecase]

[Ditto to what Charlie said. Ginger tries for a smile for Charles, but it falls flat with her face drawn, bruised, and shaken.]

Are you alright? We have help on the way, so don't worry too much about us!

[She's determined to tough this out. It's very possible that other people are much worse off than the two of them.]

@gravedigger; voice

[harlequinofhate]

Oooh, I'll help!

@starspangledhero; voice

[fifty]

No one needs your help.

@jwatson; audio

[jumpthegun]

[This aggravates John to no small extent. He's making light of very serious injuries.]

Stay the hell away from them.

@godsend, text

[termineur]

I've got a hole drilled through my leg. I don't think I'll be able to walk.

[ Ever? Nah. Surely not. ]

So if anyone has a cane I can use, I'm willing to trade for it.

That thing tried with Al, too, but just got through a bit of his armor.

Hope you're able to get help for your arm and the shoulder.

@Spoiler ; text

[spoileralert]

How is Al doing?

@magenta2; voice

[himalayanyeti]

To be very damn clear, I'm not exactly willing to trust anything anyone says about needing anything, 'specially if they name their place and ask for help. Christ in Heaven, you're probably just aimin' to get at what I have!

[He hardly sounds alright, in any sense of the word.]

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[What the... Who the heck is this guy?]

Why the hell would we lie about this? We're supposed to be working together, dude. Didn't you see that crazy shit that happened yesterday?

[Because... That did happen to everyone else, right? It wasn't just them. There's no way.]

@jwatson; audio

[jumpthegun]

[John keeps his voice gentle and calm to even out against Ginger's panicked and pained message.]

Dr. Watson, here. I'm presently in Hsiaoke Pass, if anyone else in this area needs assistance. I'm sorry, Ginger and Charlie. You two are on the other side of the map. I can walk you through getting Charlie's shoulder back in its socket, but he'll need help. Are you in a position to do that, Ginger? You won't have to use both hands, but if you're in too much pain, I don't want you to injure yourself any more than you have.

How bad is the break? Is there something you can use as a sling for yourself?

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

Watson! Hey. [Watson is like, exactly who Charlie was hoping to hear from. Bummer that he's so far away, but his message makes Charlie feel better anyway. He's been trying not to panic so as not to scare Ginger. Despite that, his voice does sound a little frantic.]

I got a bedsheet we can use as a sling. You sure she can do it with one hand? I'm okay. I don't think anything's broken or anything. I can wait.

@robertsmith; text

[advanced]

[The asset should not be replying to network posts without permission. He reads every one, listens to every conversation, it's all information he can use later. But something about this puts hooks in the back of his mind.

Charlie is hurt. Why should that bother him? The Soldier doesn't know anyone called Charlie. Yet he finds himself replying anyway, short and to the point.]

Brace him against a wall, push the arm back into its socket, make a sling.

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[Huh. Interesting? Maybe? Charlie's not sure what to make of the curt instructions, but he appreciates the advice.]

Thanks, dude. We got some help coming, so I'll be fine. You hurt or anything?

@featherydouche; voice

[mrcreamsicles]

[By now he's almost certain heard of the worse things some people have experienced during the mess yesterday, but actually seeing Ginger so scared and hurt leaves an extra impact.]

Shit, what happened to you guys? The arm—you need some kind of splint, but I don't know how to set it or check how bad it... No, ignore me, the doctors will know better.

[A sound as he scrubs his hand at his face.]

We're fine. Clint and Natasha and me, we made it somewhere safe. The worst that happened was we couldn't hear for a while.

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[Davesprite! Phew. Charlie's glad he's okay.] We got, like... Steamrolled by this crazy... I don't know what it was. It was made out of like cameras and stuff. But also muscles? I don't know. I don't fucking know. We got help coming, though. Don't worry. Thanks, though.

[You're a good dude, DS.]

Glad you guys aren't hurt. Did you hear that voice or whatever saying to run?

@no; video

[lucisdreamer]

I don't have any substantial injuries... nothing like what you guys are suffering...

[But the fact he has a bloodied hand against his nose, somewhat muffling his voice, is telling enough that's something's wrong.

Not to mention the strange ink-looking marks that are on his face and neck, even coloring his otherwise blue eyes. Though they look faded, and seem to be rapidly fading with each passing second, at least.]

Is anyone on the way to help you guys?

@Spoiler ; video

[spoileralert]

[ Steph has a large bit of gauze taped over her cheek with label stickers, of all things. The bandage is pristine, no sign of blood or other fluids. ]

Is your nose broken?

[ She is very familiar with that kind of injury, as, say, Rhys could tell you. ]

@totheark; text

[0thingsonmymind]

*Its a good thing he doesn't talk, cause it'd hurt like hell right now.*

mouthjawface
hurts

@zd; text

[swatsflies]

What happened?

@carcinoGeneticist; audio

[quadrangle]

Broken arm here. And frostbite.

[Which explains why he isn't typing, for once. Enjoy the lack of caps lock while it lasts.]

Uh, I'm already taking care of the frostbite, but I need someone to help setting my arm? And whatever other shit you're supposed to do. Message me privately and I'll tell you where I am.

@ketximq; audio

[mightyratslayer]

[Oh, another dude he doesn't recognize. He's not in much position to help with the arm thing, but...]

You got frostbite? Did some kinda freaky monster give that to you or do you just not have gloves or something?

['Cause this kid is probably new here, given that Charlie's never talked to him before.]

@fuckyou; audio

[blueteamproblems]

[Fumbling with the tablet with no feeling in your fingers is a pain in the ass. The frustration is very much audible in Church's voice.]

We've got some frostbite here. Doesn't look like anything's about to fall off, but we might still need some help with it.

@Kid, video

[equal_shots]

[Kid appears on the feed looking pale and half-frozen, cuts and scrapes all over him of varying depth. He doesn't look like he's in any real danger, but he looks generally unwell.]

I have limited knowledge of what to do with those injuries. But...

[Kid takes a deep breath. He can almost feel Ginger's panic through the video.] You have to try to stay calm, or you will make things worse. Dr. Watson has taught me things to do to help. May I help you?