<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 26px"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(22, 125, 119)">Mala</span> &amp;<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(243, 121, 52)"> Logan</span></b></span><br/>​</div>Logan carried Mala out of the common room and down the hallway to the room that previously hadn't opened for him. He swore at the realization. It didn't feel like a very safe thing to have the medical bay locked unless someone was injured. He shook his head and looked briefly down at the woman at the woman in his arms. Her eyes seemed to have drifted closed at some point. He shook her some.<br/><br/>"Mala, don't go to sleep." Logan said.<br/><br/>The young woman cursed at him, but she reopened her eyes. Logan's lips twitched. Her mouth was as bad as his own. Logan stepped into the room.<br/><br/><i>PLEASE TAKE A SEAT, OUR SCANNERS WILL DIAGNOSE YOUR INJURIES</i><br/><br/>Again with the intercom. The man was coming to resent that thing. It seemed like it was only giving them the barest information needed to stay alive. Logan readjusted Mala in his arms and crossed the room fully intending to drop Mala onto the bed next to Duncan. It was then that he noticed the pictures that were springing up on each monitor. The second bed had his own picture. The young man didn't have to walk far for Mala's though because it was the one immediately next to his. He stopped beside the bed like he had seen Duncan doing and held the young woman up so the scanner could assess her.<br/><br/><i>INJURIES<br/>
-Concussion<br/>
-Fatigue from energy transfer<br/>
-Bruising to back<br/>
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MEDICAL PROCEDURE<br/>
-Physical and mental rest<br/>
-Medication for pain relief<br/>
-Apply ice to bruising to reduce swelling<br/>
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Please proceed to cabinet 5a and 5b for supplies.</i><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 15px">Logan placed Mala gently on the bed. Her hand shot out and grabbed his wrist before he could walk to the cabinet though.<br/>
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"Wrap ice in cloth, acetaminophen for pain. Aspirin bad, causes....bleeding, "she said. Logan raised her eyebrow at her. Mala sighed. "I don't know. It's in my....head...but don't remember where it comes from." <br/>
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<i>PLEASE TAKE A SEAT, OUR SCANNERS WILL DIAGNOSE YOUR INJURIES</i> <br/>
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"Oh, fuck off. I know I'm not scanned. I need to repay her first. Seems like making Mala get her own supplies would be a bit counterproductive to the whole 'rest' thing, "he said sarcastically. </span><br/><br/>"You going to talk to 'them'...all the time?" Mala said, smiling. It seemed almost insane for him to be talking to the intercom system like it was a person, but since whoever they were seemed to be listening in on their conversations it seemed the easiest way to get their attention. Plus, his ranting was getting kind of amusing.<br/><br/>"Well, they're being idiots. Don't move." Logan replied. He crossed to the cabinets. 5a seemed to contain different types of bandages, gauze, disinfectant, and a miniature freezer thing that contained the ice. There didn't seem to be any cloth so he just grabbed a roll of gauze to wrap up the ice in. He kept these in one hand while examining cabinet 5b which seemed to contain a plethora of medications arranged in alphabetical order.<br/><div class="bbCodeSpoiler">
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">C=their group code<br/>
The numbers are based on birth order so:<br/>
C1=Duncan<br/>
C2=Logan<br/>
C3=Mala(3 months younger then Logan)<br/>
C4=Brigitta<br/>
C5=Hilda</div>
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