RP: YSS Miharu Mission 5, Part 1: Amaya's Gate

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Tom quickly considered Yuzuki's corrections to the plan.

"All right, Heisho," he said. "Make it so, but be prepared to eject the remaining segments of the outer hull once temperatures reach a safe point to do so. We can't take another major hit regardless of where contact is made. We have to trust the bridge to keep us out of harm's way."

The damage report continued streaming down a side of his visor's screen. He began delegating responsibilities to his technicians based on the severity of the damage and what they could do to keep Miharu in one piece.

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"Good idea, Heisho. Is everyone alright?" Ayumu asked before seeing Sanjuro on the floor. "Heisho can you check on the doctor please?" she quickly asked while steadying Nao and securing her to the examination table.

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There were about four things Miyoko needed to be doing at once right now, and the chief medical officer would be more useful awake than as another patient. She hurried over to Sanjuro's fallen form with as much haste as her bruised body would allow her, then knelt down to inspect him. No obviously broken bones, no external bleeding--chances were he'd just gotten a concussion and would be out for a bit. In more relaxed circumstances, this would call for a thorough examination, but his natural regeneration could likely handle this situation on its own. If he didn't wake up in several minutes, then it would be time to worry.

"You're going to owe me for this," Miyoko grunted as she lifted the doctor in her arms and carried him to an unoccupied treatment bed and secured him as well as she could while keeping him in a good position for his circulation and to keep his airways open. When that was done, she took a moment to catch her breath and consider the situation. She'd been planning to let Sanjuro give the orders in the medlab, since--though she'd never admit it to his face--he was far more qualified to do so. But with him out of the picture, that left a void she was going to have to fill as the highest-ranked medic in the room, if only to make sure that there was a bare minimum of coordination between the nurses.

"It looks like I'll need to direct things until Ashitaka-heisho regains consciousness," Miyoko informed the group, trying to keep it short and sweet. "Please secure the patients and loose items, and I'd like medical staff to use their gravity manipulation when convenient, until the fighting outside stops. The last thing we need is another injured medic. Kazuko-hei, I'll help you with the surgery. Continue with the plan to send out two nurses for triage once we're sure everybody here is stable. Once we know how many patients we have, we can start working our way through the list." She paused for the moment before adding, "And for the love of all that's good, correct me if I ask you to do something stupid. Most of you have more experience with this than me."

It only took a few seconds to say, but to Miyoko, it felt like a speech--she still wasn't used to addressing a group, let alone from a position of relative authority. As she walked over to the table holding Nao, she mentally added, "Miharu, please inform me if Ashitaka-heisho is not awake in five minutes. I expect I'm going to be a little preoccupied..."

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Yukari was not a fan of giving up protection for anything, but if she had to do it for something, maneuverability was the best thing.

"Acknowledged," Yukari sent back to Tom. "Taisa, Freeman-Juni has determined we must eject parts of Miharu's outer armor in order to cool our CFS units and other vital systems. Please retreat to an area above Hoshi so we do not eject you, too." A diagram came with Yukari's telepathy, showing the parts that were to be jettisoned.

The gravimetric engine was not yet overheating, and Yukari right then only needed to prevent graviton beams from catching them. She brought Miharu's speed down and let the mostly drifting Takumi get just slightly ahead of them before slowly bringing up the throttle. They were behind Takumi again, and below, but with a better angle on the ship's remaining ion engine.

"Hinoto-san, focus fire on their remaining engine."

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Kai's arms instinctively wrapped around Azuki as she fell, both in an effort to keep her from falling as well as to add two extra legs to his own stabilization. the rough shaking over, Kai gently let go, and helped to stand the neko up straighter, before taking the towel with a smile and a "thank you". Quickly, the Yamataian went about busily cleaning himself, face first, then his exposed legs and finally his hair. When he was satisfied he'd gotten as much HS fluid off as he could, he wrapped the towel around his head in an amusing setup which would help dry his long hair further.

"If someone could point me to a place where I could get a uniform, that would be great. I have a feeling going to my room is a bad idea at the moment." Little did he know that the contents of his room were probably floating around in space right now.

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Ayumu nodded to Miyoko and replied with a quick 'hai!' of acknowledgment. Immediately Akiko and Miko worked to get Shizuka and Chisako secured and stabilized on their tables. "Don't worry Nao-chan, I won't strap you down but we do need to at least hold onto the hand restraints at all times, alright?" Ayumu asked of the engineer before resuming her work. If not for all the jostling and distraction they would have been done already.

"I'm sorry Heisho but we don't have anyone available to retrieve a uniform for you at this moment. If you are well though can I please ask you to move on? Claymere-Taii had asked about your status earlier." Azuki said before moving on to Masako.

"Kurohoshi-Juni, are you feeling any discomfort or irregularities?" the younger nurse asked her while bracing herself in case of any more sudden shakes.

Once Akiko and Miko had finished their tasks which did not take long they got to work securing equipment as best as they could.

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Despite her embarassment over dying, Masako gave the nurse a small, yet sheepish, smile. "Other than the bump to the head I got earlier, I feel fine," she replied. "Miharu-san, could I get a status report," the Warrant Officer asked as she was allowed out of the tank. Still holding the back of her skull, the elder Neko rubbed it slightly before pulling it away. There didn't seem to be blood thankfully and the pain was numbing a bit.

"Also, could someone get me anything to put on," she requested. Masako may have become used to stripping in Armor Bays before going on missions, but that was a part of the job. Roaming around the ship in the nude wasn't something she 'wanted' to do.

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Miyoko inspected Nao's back. She'd needed to remove foreign objects from wounds a few times in her nursing classes, but never anything like this. The armor was fused to Nao's skin in places, with the surrounding skin burned, and a few spots where Ayumu had already removed chunks of armor. Right. You've treated burns and you've removed contaminants. This is just both at once, Miyoko reassured herself. She took a breath to steady herself, then looked to Ayumu. "Well then, finish this up," she said, sounding more confident than she actually was.

The work helped distract her from the battle happening outside. Grasp a piece of the AMES suit in forceps, trim away the dead skin so that hemosynthesis could safely heal over the area. Suction away the blood, remove anything left in the wound, clean the wound, disinfect the wound, repeat. She had to rely on Ayumu and occasional quick reference with PANTHEON medical archives to make sure she wasn't cutting around an important nerve or blood vessel, and there were quite a few chunks of armor where she needed the nurse's help, one spreading the wound while the other removed contaminants.

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"You're doing just fine Saito-Heisho. Just cut away as closely as possible. Good, good." Ayumu said reassuringly as she guided Miyoko and at times simply let her work. After a few more extractions Nao's back resembled a mangled piece of swiss cheese. But at least the surgery was complete. Ayumu continued applying disinfectant along with hemosynth fluid to complete the procedure. "And we're done. Good work Heisho." she said with a smile.

Azumi meanwhile had moved over to retrieve another robe and towel to hand to Masako. "I'm sorry but right now this is all we can offer you. All our hands are busy as it is. I believe Claymere-Taii has further instructions for you once you were ready." she said before resetting the chambers for future use.

With the two Armor pilots revived Azumi then turned to getting supplies secured. Ayumu then looked to Miyoko. "I believe we have enough hands now to send out a triage team, Heisho. Shall we send out Mizuki-Hei and one of the caretakers or would you prefer I go?"

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"Urrgh..."

Sanjuro groaned as he was momentarily disoriented by the overhead light fixtures. It took him a moment to realize where he was, and another moment to feel his back pressed on one of the procedural tables. He had recalled losing consciousness over by the sink... something must have shaken loose during the conflict. As the white light faded into comprehensible colors, Sanjuro turned his head and noted his surroundings. He gave particular attention to the series of straps holding him down on the table... and he didn't really favor the idea all too well. At first Sanjuro frantically began looking down to see if, perhaps, he was missing a hand or perhaps his entire upper torso, only to be greatly relieved by his simple uniform, slightly rumpled in the midriff, staring back up at him.

Sanjuro caught sight of Azumi hustling about, and upon seeing his struggles wouldn't do much to slacken his bonds, called out for assistance. "Mizuki-Hei, what's going on? What happened?" The doctor asked loudly, a slight hint of worry mixed in with his droll tone.

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When all the armor fragments were gone, Miyoko finished up, suturing the few smaller holes shut while leaving the larger ones open--hemosynthesis would have to take care of regenerating the missing flesh in those. "We'll get you into a tank soon," she informed Nao as she pulled off the bloody gloves and disposed of them. To Ayumu's compliment, she gave a tired smile. "I'm not much of a doctor, but I have more experience than I'd like with these sorts of wounds..."

Nyton said:

With the two Armor pilots revived Azumi then turned to getting supplies secured. Ayumu then looked to Miyoko. "I believe we have enough hands now to send out a triage team, Heisho. Shall we send out Mizuki-Hei and one of the caretakers or would you prefer I go?"

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"Yes, the first sounds good. While they're taking care of that, we can begin treating the patients here." Miyoko trailed off as she heard Sanjuro start stirring from his table. This would need to be dealt with quickly to keep things from devolving to an argument. "You got a minor concussion during the fight, Ashitaka-heisho," Miyoko informed him, in as businesslike a manner as she could muster. "We had to secure all of the patients to keep them from falling off the table in the shaking, including you. If you feel up to it, we could really use your help. We have casualties, with more possibly on the way."

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Sanjuro was all too eager to be released as he looked on to Azumi. The jostle of the blow to his head had, for the moment, released him of all worries other than getting up from his own operating table. This sentiment quickly evaporated when it was not Azumi who approached him, but someone else entirely... someone that Sanjuro was not so thrilled to see upon waking up and realizing he was still alive.

Miyoko would see Sanjuro's dark green eyes trail up her curvaceous form, fall upon her face and, if she listened really closely, feel the very breath leak out of him like a deflating balloon. Sanjuro jerked his arm up once in an attempt to free himself from his bonds on his own, his eyes not leaving the Juni's as he gave her an expression that teetered between extreme disgust and utter helplessness. The doctor jerked at the straps again, fruitlessly, before sighing and folding his head back against the table.

"Would someone please remove me from this table," Sanjuro muttered under his breath, sounding more like a demand than an earnest request.

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Nao nodded to Ayumu's request, and held onto the hand restraints. When Miyoko finally came to continue the removal, she nodded, and braced herself for what she expected to be a very painful ordeal. As the forceps came down and grasped an edge of a suit, Nao braced herself. For a brief moment, the sprite was shocked; it was perhaps the strangest sensation she had ever felt. Nao distinctly felt the sensation of flesh being pulled off flesh. The tear of fats, fibers and muscle as they separated, one half insisting it stay with the AMES suit, and the other with Nao.

And there was no pain. Infact, it almost tickled. As frustrated as she was at being separated from work by bad luck or powers above, a perverse thought floated into her mind as she continued to sense this strange sensation. 'I could almost enjoy this.' The suction device turned on again, and siphoned off more blood, sucking Nao out of her dreamy state. 'NO! That's wrong! That's just plain wrong!' Nao's stomach churned when she realized what she had just been thinking, and tried to pay more attention to the background.

But then, Miyoko was finished. She silently listened as Ayumu and Miyoko spoke. 'If you really do have more experience than you'd like as a nurse, maybe you should become a doctor yourself. Should I even tell her this? It's better than being a grunt, right?'

Nao half turned her head again and noticed Masako climbing out of a tank. She wasn't brought in as wounded earlier, and that would mean that...she died. Masako was no grunt either. Was there really no way to escape death here?

Here. Maybe that was the problem?

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Yuzuki bowed curtly in response, then turned and bolted.

The sound of her boots pounding the deck grating on the starboard walkway was drowned by the noises of battle and the creak and whine of the ship's structure around her. To the sprite-turned-Heisho, it sounded a lot like wailing. This was the last leg of the race, and the ship had to know it. Yuzuki found herself talking to it; talking to the noise as she might talk to a crying child, saying nothing in particular but talking because it kept her mouth busy as she ran, dodging this way and that through some of the debris and around more than one engineering sprite.

When she reached the blast door seperating the starboard gravimetric engine from the walkway, it produced a sickening grinding noise like the rending of metal. Then there was a wrenching sound, as if the door had somehow been warped and the face was grinding against the frame, bu it rolled back just enough. Yuzuki stepped into the engine room and turned as the door began to grind shut behind her and grabbed at it, heaving until it contacted the frame again and sealed the area with a hiss. Taking a couple of steps back from the door and pivoting, Yuzuki began to cross to the panels, alongside Rin.

"Talk and work," she stated, then immediately followed with, "We're jettisoning the hull plating above number three, and number five cooling lines, so help me out. What else has happened, back here? Are you holding up?"

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Miyoko crossed over to Sanjuro and undid his restraints herself. "The Shosa has given me a temporary promotion to Juni and asked me to assist in the medlab. However, I think things will go more smoothly if you remain in charge, since you're more familiar with the procedures." That was about the closest she was going to get to admitting that he was more qualified to be in charge. Miyoko then offered the man a hand getting up from the table. Whether he accepted it or not, well, that was his choice.

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Accepting the robe with a nod, the smaller Neko wrapped the cover around her nude form and tied it off at the waist with it's sash. "If it a case of waiting, I might as well head for the armor bays." she replied, curious as to why there hadn't been any status report. If the Miharu was in combat and couldn't spare any effort to explain things, the situation had to be critical.

"I hope the hull hasn't been breached somewhere between here and the Armor Bays." the Warrant Officer muttered as she headed for the door.

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Sanjuro was quick to disregard Miyoko's helping hand as he stood back up on his own. As he planted his feet on the ground, a throbbing pain on the top of his head caused him to draw in his breath for a moment and release it slowly. The tall Yamataian regained his composure quickly, however, as he scanned the medical bay with a critical stare to ensure that there were no large chemical fires or neglected, poorly-attended patients; he was not sure how long Miyoko had been in charge, and he wasn't about to underestimate the extent of the damage her leadership would have. When Sanjuro was fortunate enough to find neither of his greatest concerns, the doctor graced the Juni with a reply.

"That is undoubtedly the best option, I agree," Sanjuro said, the flat tone and fact that he didn't bother looking at her when he spoke not helping his reply sound any less condescending, purposefully or not. When Sanjuro took notice to Nao, he immediately walked over to her table and began to survey the results of the surgery as Azumi was finishing up. His face turned a little red as he looked over Nao's wounds. The work was passable, but he was unable to find solace in the faults of the work due to the fact that while it should have been his work he was obsessing over, it was not his own. The fear that had previously gripped him had faded under the haze of resentment Miyoko's presence instilled in him, so much so that he cursed silently to himself upon remembering how neglectful he had been to Nao's plight earlier in favor of his own. The very thought was enough to turn even Sanjuro's stone-set features a little pink in frustration.

The chief medical officer delicately prodded at Nao's back to test the processes of the neko's synthetic healing. "What is our current situation?" Sanjuro asked Miyoko, keeping a weathered eye on his work as he listened for a reply.

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While Miyoko and Sanjuro discussed particulars of command and procedure Ayumu was already getting Azumi and Miko set up to go out. Azumi grabbed a First Responder bag with supplies to get them started on any critical casualties. "Remember this is simply triage. You need to focus on the ones who can be saved and assign priorities to them." Azumi reminded the junior nurse.

"Ganbatte! I remember everything you taught me." Azumi replied with a bit of a mock salute. "We'll do what we can Boss-u!"

Ayumu laughed a bit, the first genuine laugh she had felt for some time it seemed. With that Azumi and Miko stepped out of the med lab and began moving to where Miharu directed them would be the highest concentration of casualties.

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As Nao lied there and pondered just what she could do, she could have sworn she heard the strangest thing. Maybe it was just her ears. The sound of the ship groaning wasn't helping either. Exploding conduits, antimatter and who knew what else had the tendency to throw the sound of conversation off anyways. 'It's not like Sanjuro was treating Miyoko like a piece of shit despite the fact that she was just trying her best to...' Nao mentally shook herself for what felt like the hundredth time. It was better the sprite give the good Doctor the benefit of the doubt anyways.

Why would he be a doctor on a warship if he didn't intend to help the wounded? As Nao reasoned to herself that he was probably a fine fellow, she felt a sensation that would have been very much painful, but instead made the sprite want to crawl out of her skin. Again. She turned her head around and noticed the Doctor himself standing there and poking her. She gave a cheery "Hello." accompanied by a smile. "I hope I haven't been too much a burden."

'Or maybe he's a pokey proddy prick.' she secretly thought behind her pristine smile.

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MoonMan said:

The chief medical officer delicately prodded at Nao's back to test the processes of the neko's synthetic healing. "What is our current situation?" Sanjuro asked Miyoko, keeping a weathered eye on his work as he listened for a reply.

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"We've finished cleaning Miharu-hei's wounds, and we hope to get her into a hemosynth tube shortly," Miyoko responsed to the question. She gave Nao's shoulder a reassuring pat in case she didn't enjoy being poked analytically by Sanjuro. "Two nurses are going to look for casualties, administer first aid, and perform triage. Nakamura-heisho and Kurohoshi-juni were both killed in the fight and have been reconstructed," she nodded in the direction of the two ununiformed crew members, "and two more who received concussions and burns in the fighting in the ship. The fight outside keeps shaking the ship violently, so we've tried to secure all of the patients and loose items to prevent any more injuries."

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Sanjuro methodically batted Miyoko's comforting hand out of the way as she reached for Nao, only taking a moment to look up at Masako as she left the medical bay. He would have hoped to inspect her to make sure the hemosynthesized body was sound and ST properly settled into her freshly-formed cortex but settled for the knowing that, as she waltzed near-nude out of the doorway, that at the very least her motor skills were functional.

When he was satisfied that he could do nothing else for Nao, Sanjuro began to pace towards one of the other victims. While the mess around the medical bay peeved Sanjuro to no end, his mind set back onto his work as he retrieved a packaged sterile syringe from the floor and obtained a set of hemosynthetic fluid IVs from the cabinet above the patient's table. "Well, if you're finished, it would seem that I have a lot of work to do," Sanjuro replied back to Miyoko, his eyes focused critically onto the task of setting up the table and preparing to analyze the sprite's condition. "You may return to... wherever you were," Sanjuro finally managed to say, able to find time in his setting up to wave a hand towards the door.