ER: Hoenn Edition

Ft. Andrea Vaneau

He couldn't go a single lunch break without the world flipping upside down, damn it.

"The heck's goin' on?!" Doug snapped as he grabbed a rushing medic, his eyes eyeing the terrified man briefly before roving over to the rest of the staff running about like headless chickens.

The man seemed out of it for a moment, before recognizing him.

"Colonel! A Hydreigon is rampaging on the lobby!" The man explained to a dumbfounded Doug, who merely blinked at him.

These useless freakin—

"This is a goddamn military hospital!" Grumbled Doug as he put the man aside and rushed down the hall.

Hoenn's finest, my ass!

He arrived at the lobby with a dramatic door slam, the ER doors swinging wide open to reveal the ongoing chaos.

And once again, Doug was thrown for another dumbfounded loop.

"... Chomper!?" He called out over the crowd, beginning to stomp forward in confusion. "The heck's goin' on 'ere?!"

Chomper throwing a fit in the middle of a hospital lobby...? Had something happened to Ms. Vaneau? Where was she?

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TL;DR:
Hi Chomper!

ER: Hoenn Edition

Ft. Andrea Vaneau

The feral thrashing has the hospital's staff utterly terrified; Doug can't even hold onto his previous, uncharitable sass, with Chomper roaring and stomping about in a manner that would surely leave anyone who approached carelessly a mangled mess, as bloody as the body on the dragon's back—

'Oh, shit.'

It seemed like he would have to risk being turned into the aforementioned mangled mess.

"Chomper!" Doug shouted as the dragon smashed one of its head's into a wall, tears streaming down its cheeks. "Stop, damn it! Yer hurting Ms. Vaneau!"

He was gonna throw her off like a rag doll at this rate!

Stepping forward, the youth raised his hands wearily, approaching with measured steps. He could've brought out a pokemon— but the last thing they needed was to further agitate Chomper and cause harm to Andrea.

"Chomper." He began again, trying his best to sooth the rampaging dragon. "You need. To calm. Down. I cannot help Andrea if you keep like this."

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TL;DR:
-Easy does it.

ER: Hoenn Edition

Ft. Andrea Vaneau

He smiled at Chomper.

"Ya needn't ask." He said softly, before turning to look over the rest of the staff.

A moment passed were everyone stood silently.

A very brief moment.

"The hell are y'all waiting for, an instruction manual?! Get the patient to the emergency room, now!"

And just like that it was almost like another dragon had started rampaging on the lobby, the nurses and doctors' training kicking back in as they rushed to assist.

As Andrea was loaded carefully into a mat to be carried to the ER, Doug kneeled besides her whilst releasing an Orbeetle out of its ball, laying his hand gently along the spots of crimson.

Pink scales filtered into her as he and the rest of the medics escorted her to the ER.

"Come, Chomper. Someone's gotta watch over Andrea, no?"

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TL;DR:
-Easy does it.

ER: Hoenn Edition

Ft. Andrea Vaneau

"Is the monitoring equipment ready?" The head surgeon, otherwise known as John Sullivan, called out as they arrived at the surgery room. "The prone bed?"

A chorus of 'yes sir's boomed in the room as the patient was gently moved onto the bed, her back and rear muscles properly supported and exposed for the work that needed to be done. The proper monitoring equipment was plugged in where it needed to go moments later, giving them a read on the young woman's vitals as he prepared.

"Anesthesia and ventilators?" He asked the anesthesiologist, before nodding at the scrubs nurse. "Tools?"

Nods to both.

"Good. Garo!" He called out sharply, his Orbeetle hovering nearby. "Sanitize everyone. Chomper too."

Garo briefly gave the dragon a glance, before nodding at the order. As the Orbeetle got to it, Doug suddenly felt a weak clamp around his wrist, his gaze turning back to the patient.

Her words gave him pause.

"Wha—?!" Racism—!? "Oh." Never mind then.

A man made of black crystals(?). Well, wasn't that a familiar tale.

"This is getting out of hand." Doug muttered as he moved to stand before the patient, tools at the ready. "I'll need to hear the full story once we're done 'ere."

Did it look bad? Yes it did. Several stab wounds and lacerations, some deep enough to reveal the bone beneath. Extreme blood loss, possible damage to the spine, spinal cord, ribs, lungs, or major blood vessels.

Was he worried of failing?

"Beginning operation." His scalpel glowed with a neon magenta around its edge.

Not particularly.

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TL;DR:
-Timeskip time.

ER: Hoenn Edition

Ft. Andrea Vaneau

The door to the room opened, Andrea's surgeon striding in with a clipboard and a number of papers in hand.

He paused mid-step when he realized she was awake. Staring at her with a wry, tilted brow, he let out an impressed whistle, glancing between her and the papers in his grasp.

"Yer awake already?" He said with some awe, grinning her way as he approach the bed. "Ya sure are tough. Ya ain't an avatar too, are ya?"

He had the papers that confirmed she wasn't, but one could never be fully sure...

"So how're ya feeling, Ms. Vaneau?" He asked her as he drew a seat near the bed. "Tired? I can come back later, if so."

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TL;DR:
-let's get down to a chat.

ER: HOENN EDITION

FT. Andrea Vaneau

Yeah, that makes sense. "Figures." He chuckled.

He was glad she didn't seem too hung up about her suit.

"Yeah, sorry about that; the stabs made a mess of it, and surgery really didn't help." He said, scratching at his cheek sheepishly. "If it makes you feel any better, though, cutting through it helped me prevent any scarring."

Hopefully that made the sacrifice seem worthwhile. Speaking of the stabbing, though...

"Eh, my work is both thorough and quick, but still, it would be good to keep you around for a day at least for monitoring." He said, before gathering his hands together thoughtfully. "But... let's put that to the side for now."

He considered his words carefully. Andrea didn't look too upset or traumatized by what happened, but for all he knew, she was just putting a strong front. Best to handle things with tact, lest he prove Isaac Merlo's comments on his bedside manners accurate.

"Andrea, could you... tell me about what happened?"

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TL;DR:

ER: HOENN EDITION

FT. Andrea Vaneau

He listened silently, face kept blank as he took in the details given to him.

A sudden attack in the midst of a swarm... Not during open conflict with rocket, as previous victims and himself had?

He frowned, elbows digging into his thighs as he leaned closer.

"Had ya... perhaps met this... creature before? Seen it, maybe? Or anything that resembles it?"

Maybe they had fought before and the avatar was trying to finish the job...?

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