<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Wednesday, January 15th – 3:15 PM</strong></span><br/><em>Greenhouse to Infirmary</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/TIaUnnamed.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Tia Hernandez<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong><br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Assessing the issues<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>None<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Gia, CJ, Xi | Medical Group, OPEN<br/><hr/><br/>It had been impossible not to have noticed the plummeting ship.  It was strange.  Tia hadn’t even noticed the lack of air travel until she heard the sputtering engines overhead.  Funny what things can go through your head in the moments just before a crisis.  From her vantage point at the doorway of what would in time be the greenhouse, Tia shielded her eyes and watched the distressed plane roll erratically, a trail of black smoke billowing from its damaged engines.  It was the detonation that shook her out of her odd thoughts.  She watched the smokey trails of debris spread out overhead and realized to late that some would pepper the grounds nearby.  Knowing there was little she could do but duck and cover she quickly did so.  Instinctually her body reacted to protect itself and an explosion of bark-like growth encapsulated the back of her form as she lay inside of the small enclosure and waited for the sounds of falling debris to stop.  There was some reaction of course from inside the cathedral.  Inevitably they would send out a search party to look for survivors, but the likelihood would be small.  Tia slowly picked herself up from off the ground and the knotted growths receded.  She dusted herself off and looked around.<br/><br/>It would take some time before word got back to the cathedral if help was needed, so instead of running inside and asking questions no one would know the answer too Tia busied herself inspection the grounds for any debris damage or possible smoldering wreckage that might start a fire. If her help was needed inside or with any possible salvage later someone would come find her eventually.  It was a good thing Tia had gone and checked.  The debris that had peppered the grounds had been small, but one had rolled into a pile of wooden salvage and could have been an issue, but Tia had caught it smoldering.  She sucked what little moisture was in the air nearby and quenched it before it became a issue.<br/><br/>She had only just returned to the greenhouse when she heard a voice calling to her.  She poked her head out of the doorway, a curious look on her face that soon turned to worry.  She squashed the reactionary line of questions that always seemed to come up it these kinds of situation.  They didn’t matter.  What mattered was that she was needed and while she didn’t know this new girl well, but she had been accepted into their little family and that meant she was trustworthy until proven otherwise.<br/><br/>“Let’s go.” Was all Tia said and with her long strides chewing up the ground she headed immediately towards the house.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The infirmary was already controlled chaos.  One table had another of the new members on it.  She looked pretty bad.  Eric was barking orders to those around his table and Marley among others were following them.  On another table lay a woman she did not recognize.  A survivor of the ship possibly.  Her wounds did not look nearly as bad as Antigone's, but Tia knew enough first aid to know that looks could be deceiving.  CJ was already hovering over the woman and appeared to be assessing her with a calm surety that said she had done this before and likely had way more knowledge of medicine than Tia did.  Tia’s years in the Peace Corps had made her quite proficient in first aid. She could make a tourniquet and set a broken bone and knew quite a few herbal remedies for pain and to promote healing when modern medicine was unavailable, but she was no doctor.  Her decision made she found a sink to wash her hands in. She scrubbed all the way up to her elbows and approached CJ and the green woman she was caring for.<br/><br/>“How can I help you?” she asked the pretty purple haired girl she had only begun to know.<br/>