<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Wednesday, January 15th – 3:15 PM</strong></span><br/><em>Medical Bay</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/YHh9FMl.jpg?1)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>CJ SANTORO (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15320931#msg15320931)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>This (https://i.imgur.com/N236qES.jpg) + Her usual worn combat boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Reacting to the chaos\ gettin' to it.<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>N/a<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Eric, Tia, Marley, Kaine, Xidora | OPEN<br/><hr/><br/>CJ hadn't been an active participant in the events outside, she'd been perched on a wall observing the other's before something had taken her attention away from the combat class. Yes, she was a student here at Cathedral, and yes, attendance was apparently a thing - much like high school - but she'd made the choice to casually observe from up high. That choice did end up giving her a spectacular of the ship plummeting to the ground.<br/><br/>For a horrible second, she remembered otherworldly beings, and bloody battles with friends lost. CJ had straightened, watched in a kind of mute horror as memories clashed with reality. The ship rolled, smoke trailing behind it, and she understood that whatever/whoever was onboard was very much in trouble, and she'd taken an oath to help people regardless of lots of leftover issues from a crappy war that had destroyed everything she loved.<br/><br/>Debris peppered the area surrounding the school, a dust storm rolled in and was quickly handled by Kaine. CJ didn't stick around much longer, she'd hopped down, ignoring the sudden spike a pain from her ankle, since it healed a few moments later. The beauty of having wicked cool healing powers. It didn't take her long to get to the medical bay. As soon as she set foot inside, she was in full-on healer mode.<br/><br/>The rest really was flippin' chaos.<br/><br/>Several key things happened in rapid succession, and it reminded her of those really bad nights when she'd worked as a paramedic in Los Angeles. The kind where there were multiple victims, and everything was a kind of ordered chaos, with the flashing lights, and the cops standing, questioning, while she and her fellows had just been there to save lives, or make sure the ones who wouldn't survive as comfortable as possible. No one had died alone if she could help it.<br/><br/>Marley was there, her expression full of confusion as she took in the scene unfolding. Antigone - someone CJ had only had very brief interactions with was laid upon a sliver table teeth gritted in pain as Eric checked her over. CJ's attention shifted to her sister's questioning blue eyes. But before she could explain, Kaine blew in like a hurricane, and he was bearing gifts. Well... he was carrying a very unconscious alien woman in his arms and one look told CJ that the girl (They looked female!) was definitely worse off than Antigone.<br/><br/>She spared him another quick glance, reassured herself he was fine, before refocusing on those who needed help.<br/><br/>Eric started in on the orders, and she was only half-listening, already moving to the more critical patient. Yes, Antigone was in pain, but she was also stable enough to talk quite a bit. The alien on the other hand... CJ was already in motion when Eric asked her about being an EMT (fortunately, he couldn't see the way she rolled her eyes, as her head was bent over her patient)<strong>" Yep"</strong>Was her only response as she began her assessment.<br/><br/>CJ had seen a lot during the Eclipse. She'd treated people, human and alien. Some of them with systems that left her more than a little baffled. But, she was absolutely not an expert on alien anatomy, and while this woman? looked humanoid enough, she wasn't taking chances by jumping in all willy nilly. Who knew what was going on under the hood. The gash on her forehead was the most obvious injuries, a few quick tests made her think there were a few broken bones, and she could see the bruising on the skin she'd exposed as she checked for signs of greater damage.<br/><br/>Since her patient couldn't tell her what she felt, CJ had to go off what she could figure out this way.<br/><br/>Clicking her tongue, She focused. Internal injuries were a major concern... any injury to the head was never anything to play around with.<strong>" Let's get the bleeding stopped, and treat what we can see."</strong>CJ glanced up at Tia, a small smile breaking across her face for a brief moment. She had heard the beautiful woman's voice.<strong>" Thanks for the help,"</strong>Her brows furrowed slightly.<strong>" I'm concerned about internal injuries the most."</strong>The next few moments were a whirlwind of activity. CJ was in motion, helping get things, or directing Tia to grab her this or that, making use of the lovely ladies offered help as she directed her to hold something, or wipe up gushing blood (CJ had sincerely hoped Tia wasn't the squeamish type.) Sweat had started to bead on the young woman's forehead as she fought to get the green-skinned alien stable enough to handle surgery.<br/><br/>No freaking way was someone dying if she could help it.