Tezuka Role-Play - In Character Thread (main action)

[putrocca]

LOCATION: DIG SITE (note: see OOC thread)

Hearing the noise of a vehicle nearby, Sharaku looked up from where he had been sitting on a rock by the side of the dig, playing with some rubbish he found in the trash. His eyes were wide as he inspected the stranger, and he scratched at the white X-shaped bandage conspicuous on his forehead. "Hey, mister, have I seen you before?"

[Canti]

[putrocca]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM BEHIND HOTEL LOBBY



Wato looked up from helping Pinoko ready Kenichi's blood for the first part of the transfusion. "Are you sure about that, sensei? We don't want you passing out in the middle of this."

[Canti]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM

Black Jack shot her a peircing glare as he prepared the patient for a complete transfusion. "Do as I say, or this patient will die!" he barked.

[mippa]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM

"Gotcha!" Pinoco abandoned Kenichi briefly to retrieve more anesthesia, and injected it into the patient's drip.

Standing next to her beloved guardian, she hesitated, and cast Black Jack a concerned look before carrying out the next order. "Sensei..."

[putrocca]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM



Wato muttered under her breath but prepared the bloodletting tack with competent speed. "Ready when you are, sensei."

[Canti]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM BEHIND HOTEL LOBBY

Black Jack looked at Pinoco and smiled confidently behind his mask. "Don't worry, I'll be alright," he said steadily. He finished suturing Sapphire with lightning speed and began the transfusion process with the first pint of blood. He offered his arm to Wato and said, "do it."

[mippa]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM

Pinoco watched with an uneasy stare. She knew she should trust Sensei, especially since time after time...he always pulled through.

--but still, so many close calls. For someone who battles death on a daily basis, he sure cheated it a lot, and one of these days, she knew that it wouldn't stand for it any longer.

She held the doctor's arm steady, "Wato-san, please hold his wrist." She took the needle, and lightly tapped on the most apparent vein showing through his skin.

Slowly, but precisely, the needle slid in, and sunk slowly. A river of crimson filled the tube, and quickly began to fill.

[putrocca]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM



Wato smiled warmly at Pinoko as she held the doctor's arm. "Don't worry. With the two of us on duty nothing's going to happen to sensei!."

Wato frowned watching the red begin to flow through the tube from the doctor's arm. "What are you going to do with Sapphire's old blood, doc? Do you have a container or should I get a bucket or something?"

[Canti]

[putrocca]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM



"Okay, sensei." Leaving Pinoko to take care of the doctor (as was only proper) Wato moved on to setting up the blood drainage container Black Jack had indicated. She seized the contraption, managing in the process to knock over several trays of equipment sitting nearby, but caught them before they clattered to the floor. She grinned embarrassment as she reset the equipment and hauled the container into place. "Sorry, sensei."

[TruePrince]

LOC: MAKESHIFT OR

As Black Jack closed the incision and the old blood began to ease its way out, Sapphire's breathing calmed, as if the anaesthetic was finally taking its proper effect. The muscular spasms began to ease and the discolored veins around Sapphire's body began to clear. At the same time, the strange regenerating effects which had been re-closing the incision slowed, and as Black Jack stitched the skin shut it remained a long, red scar down the chest, instead of closing as the internal sutures had.

[Canti]

LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OR

Black Jack pretended to ignore Wato's goof-up, but his back muscles contracted in aggravation as he heard his expensive (and more importantly sterile) tools clatter and slide around on the trays.
"Don't worry about it. Focus on the bigger picture here."

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LOCATION: MAKESHIFT OPERATING ROOM



"I'll do my best, sensei. I guess I'm just not as experienced at these things as Pinoko-chan." Wato got the tank set up at last and stared as the blood dribbled into it, as if hypnotized by the sight of blood.

[Metropolisforever]

"Is my blood helping Sapphire?"