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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 13, 2003 18:06:10 GMT -5
::The Redwallers all rush to the infirmary with Arbuckle, the young mouse who was shot with an arrow outside of the Abbey, who appears to be dead... Many Young ones feel sick to there stomaches from the scene of discrace and they look around for someone to help them::
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Post by Adelicia on Jul 13, 2003 23:01:27 GMT -5
"An old graying female mouse rushes over to Arbuckle. With her shrill voice she says Out out! Everyone out! You there! the mouse says pointing to the mouse carrying Arbuckle "Put him on the bed and help me with him!"
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 15, 2003 21:48:17 GMT -5
((This is all happening before I got captured, so I'm just finishing it up and such)) ::The sister shoos everybody out, including the lil ones after giving them a bit of cordil to settle thier stomaches. She bolts the door and looks to Mattisa. He places the limp mouse on a bed with freshly made linins, staining them the rusty red brown color of drying blood. A grave look is on Mattisa's face as he looks up at the old infirmary mouse, and shakes his head:: I just wanted to get him in here so that he wouldnt cause a disturbance in our community...
...He is dead, and thier is no question about it. I...I...I have to leave... ::He rushes to the doors, but notices his bloody cloak. He unties the ropes from his neck and flips it off his shoulders. Looking at it with a strained expression, he gently lays it onto the nearby fire. A few sparks rise up as he does so. The eerie glow of the fire on his face reveals that a tear is forming itself in his eyes, but he holds his head up, and rushes out of the infirmary, up to his dormitory. He grabs a new cloak, and heads down to where the "Incidents" happened with Arbuckle and the young mousemaid. *whispering* and now to find the beasts who did this... ((and then I spy and you capture me and la de da, here we are now, and we are all caught up with each other and such))
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 18, 2003 14:05:17 GMT -5
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::A young mousemaid is busy bustling around in the infirmary, making beds and laying out various herbs beginning to make a pain reliever. She is lightly humming as she does her chores::
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 19, 2003 15:20:14 GMT -5
::The mob of woodlanders come clanging through the door, Ruury the mole in the lead carrying the damp Mattisa. The infirmary helper stops in her tracks when she realizes who it is::
Infirmary keeper: What happened? Is he... is he... dead?...
Duury: Hurr naw, 'ee be foin, but 'ee needs 'elp. 'Ee be moity strong tho'
::the Infirmary keeper nodds and motions to a bed in the corner and nodds Duury to set him down. The room is now completely full of all sorts of creatures all pushing through to see if Mattisa is going to be ok. She shakes her head, exasperated::
Infirmary Keeper: Can you do something about all these eagerbeasts Duury?!
Duury: ::nodds his head and starts pushing everyone out as hard as he can:: Roit miz Garlar, out! out! outen 'ee go! ::With a final push he gets the last of them out and nodds to the infirmary keeper, and with a wave leaves her to do her work with a slam of the door. She can hear the croud yelling in dissapointment as Duury tells them to leave her be.::
All right now, you can do this ::she looks very nervous, she is new on the job::
I just need some help... I wonder if there are any other infirmary keepers around that can help me...he looks like he will be fine, but I need help splinting his legs.
::Opens the door part way and yells for any infirmary keepers to come and help.::
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Post by Nanalie on Jul 19, 2003 21:19:45 GMT -5
I'M HERE I'M HERE! *Nanalie hurridly stumbles her way into the infirmary* We need to keep him the perfect temperature so his body doesn't waste precious energy regulating body heat. Get two light blankets and start the fire. I'll give him some herb medicine. *Nanalie goes to the medicine table and chooses a few berries and herbs. Unfortunately she mistakes a poisonous plant used to educate dibbuns on what plants are dangerous for a strong medicinal herb. She crushes the herbs and the berries and adds a bit of honey and water. She mixes it together and carries it to Mattissa* I hope you can get this down.. Mr. Mole sir, can you get a few medicated cloths so we can clean his wounds? *Nanalie brings the mixture towards Mattissa's mouth, hoping for dear life he can get it down. Besides.. who wants to clean up that sticky mess?* After this, i'll attend to his legs..*Nanalie cringes at the sight of his obnoxiously twisted legs and tries to concentrate on her current task*
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 19, 2003 22:36:52 GMT -5
::Mattisa, slowly waking up, realizes that he is choking on a bitter liquid that someone is forcing down his throught, thinking that he is still at the vermin camp, he does the only thing that he can think of, spit it out, as it could be a poison or truth drought. His eyes widen as he realizes that he tastes the poison he was taught as a young mouse. He still cannot see where he is so he believes that he is in a room with a vermin gaurd and starts yelling and shouting ::YOU EVIL VILLAN! GERROFF ME! HOW DARE YE POISON ME!!!
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Post by Nanalie on Jul 20, 2003 12:05:41 GMT -5
What!? *Nanalie is startled by the outburst and drops the flask holding the medicine. The flask shatters on the floor* I'm not a villian!! i'm trying to help you!! you need medicine!! *Nanalie helplessly looks at the infirmary keeper* What do we do!? We have to hurry!
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 21, 2003 17:27:05 GMT -5
The Infirmary Keeper jumps up from the bandages she was preparing. She runs over to the counter and looks at the bottles and flasks that Nanalie was using. Seeing the poison she lets out a yelp and runs over to Nanalie and grabs her arm. Yelling:: Miss NANALIE! CAN'T YOU READ YET?! ::Lets go of her arm and shoves the bottle reading "poison" into the young squirell's paw. Makes a tutting noise as she hurries to Mattisa's side to see that he is ok, on the way muttering something about letting anyone work with the medicine. Seeing that he is ok, she tries to calm him down:: Mattisa ::she says in a soothing voice:: be still, its ok, you're fine. you are back in Redwall, safe and sound, and now I just have to put your legs in splints. This will hurt, but I am going to help you.
::His sight, now fully recovered, he glares at the cowaring squirrel in the corner, then back at the infirmary keeper, nodding, he shows that he understands:: haurugh, kumphe ::His voice is too broken to make out words, he yelled so much at the camp. the Keeper smiles and tells him to relax, that he will be ready to go in just a few days::
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Post by Nanalie on Jul 21, 2003 20:19:40 GMT -5
*Nanalie is surprised and angry and the skills of the Infirmary keeper* WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST HELP HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE!? *Nanalie scowls and slides down to the wood floor. She pets her soft tail* You all know what a klutz I am. How i screw up everything. and yes. I CAN read. but the label wasn't facing me. I'm SORRY! ok!? *She hugs herself, tail and all* and i was worried that theyd all think I'M stupid*she thinks to herself* What kind of moron would sit back and wait for some obviously inexperienced person to adminster medicine to a creature when they could have just done it themself
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Post by Nanalie on Jul 22, 2003 16:27:07 GMT -5
*Nanalie watches as Mattissa is rubbed down with medicinal cloths and is splinted. You'll be healed in no time the keeper ignores Nanalie It was a good thing you didn't swallow that poison or ud be knocking at the gates of the Dark Forest. How about we send you to your dormitory? Nanalie trudges out of the infirmary and into the Abbey grounds. She sits against and tree and sighs*
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Jul 23, 2003 20:02:33 GMT -5
::Now fully splinted and pain free, Mattisa makes his way to his dormitory room, with the assistance of a few mice on hand in the room, and a few crutches. As he walks out, the infirmary keeper tuts again, muttering something about incompitant help and doing everything herself next time, and someone could have sworn she said somehing about that "nuicence". The door swings back and forth as they leave, waiting for its next resident...::
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Post by Mattisa Mousethief on Aug 4, 2003 20:19:07 GMT -5
A small mouse comes running through the area of the infirmary, cloth around her mouth freeing her from the smoke all around her. Closing the door she hides under one of the cots and cries. Her parents were at this moment shooting arrows at the vermin, and she had been seperated from the rest of her group. Smoke circles around the room as the young girl peers from under the bed. Seeing a bottle of burn ointment she jumps up quickly and grabs it. Rushing out of the room she runs around frantically until she sees signs of life... another small mouse, male, hiding in a corner. She sits and looks at him, and tries to smile... the two of them hiding from the horrors going on around them.::
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