Lass' house of healing

[lass of something much]

That's nice, Ebby!

Now, Seb. How do your footpaws feel? Has the painkiller started working yet?

[lass of something much]

*Revive*

*The phone rings*

Excuse me please, Seb. *Picks up the phone* Hello, Dr.Lass speaking.

*Medic 132 calling in, ma'am. I've got a young squirrel here, had a jetpack accident, third degree burns, plus a broken leg, and possibly cracked rib, requires attention as soon as possible. He is also trying to resist help.*

Bring him in as soon as possible, I'll get a room ready.

[Verdauga]

*Wonders what happened to the other 100 medics.*

[lass of something much]

*They are either on the job, or having a break*

[Verdauga]

*Ah.*

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*Sheev arrives with an unhappy face and a cleaved "Index Toe"*

[Scott McLamok]

*Revive*

*The phone rings*

Excuse me please, Seb. *Picks up the phone* Hello, Dr.Lass speaking.

*Medic 132 calling in, ma'am. I've got a young squirrel here, had a jetpack accident, third degree burns, plus a broken leg, and possibly cracked rib, requires attention as soon as possible. He is also trying to resist help.*

Bring him in as soon as possible, I'll get a room ready.

You forgot the missing tail tip, broken jaw, crushed ear, half of my cheek is missing, and a singed eyebrow!

[lass of something much]

(You have a fake tail, and the field medic fixed the other problems with Bacta, plus you were wearing a full-face helmet, how in arda did your cheek, or eyebrow get harmed?!)

[Scott McLamok]

(Aaah! *Hides his tail* I've been exposed!

My armor and helmet melted into to my skin, when I crashed into the ground the metal was ripped off taking part of my flesh with it....)

[lass of something much]

(You didn't hit the ground...The dead infant power play saved you.. (No, I don't knowhow that happened))

[Scott McLamok]

(She only slowed down the fall, not stop it completely!)

[lass of something much]

(Don't doubt my power playing skills )

[Scott McLamok]

(Don't doubt my underpower playing skills!)

[lass of something much]

(I don't )

[Scott McLamok]

(O.o....*Whimpering sounds*)