Topic: Voyages of Rocinante - Serenity/Firefly RPG
Subject: From Asher's POV...........
Day 2, Whitefall - Necessity, The Church, 9:40 AM PT
Asher cleared the crowd to see Stephanie kneeling before Petrie who seemed to have collapsed. Stephanie had her hands on his arm and shoulder and her eyes seemed to be unfocused.
Reverend Tubbs pushed his way through the crowd, “What’s going on? Petrie! Get up boy!”
“He can’t.” the Doctor replied, “He has multiple external lacerations on his back and lower regions that have hemorrhaged internally. He has lost a lot of blood, he needs to get to a hospital.”
The kid made his way closer, he just had a feeling Miss Stephanie would need someone watching her back. Just then the Rev stepped up….
“Excuse me little lady, but my son just needs to man up a bit. Now leave him to…”
The Doc barely looked as she snapped back.
“Your son will be dead if you keep arguing with me, your a very stupid man. I am Dr. Stephanie Young and I am a medical doctor.”
As a murmur rustles through the crowd Asher hears more than a few recognize the name.
The Rev started to get uppity, “Now listen her …”
Miss Stephanie was opening up her doctor’s pack and pulling things out. She pointed at people in the crowd and barked orders.
Ash nodded as she spoke, he was getting used to being around strong woman.
“You! Get me a board or something to slip under him, tabletop, whatever. You, I need fresh bandages, linens, sheets, whatever! You! I need as much ice as you can find,” people ran off in multiple directions. “Is there a medical facility near by?”
Someone called out. “Doctor Amber. Down the street.” “He ain’t no surgeon though.”
With an air of authority Miss Stephanie replied, “Well I am. Ariel Medical Board Certified, I just need to borrow Dr. Amber’s theatre.”
The kid scanned the crown as it seemed to part and a short ugly woman with a big hat pushed herself into the fray.
“Now hold on just a dang second Miss Young. We don’t need outsiders coming in and telling us what to do with our own. You just mind your own and we’ll mind ours.” She said with a commanding air.
As if to emphasize her point Stephanie turned Petrie over and torn open his shirt, revealing a mass of lined stripe wounds on his back that had soaked through the bandage already. “Doctor Young if you please. I didn’t graduate top of my class to be talk down to by idiots and morons.”
The crowd gasped loudly.
“Do you know who I am!?!?” The woman stammered through clenched teeth. Four men with deputy badges moved up quickly beside her.
Asher was feeling twitchy…. then Doc’s raised voice drew him back to her.
“By Buddha!” Stephanie exclaimed as she sniffed the bandages, “Salt? Are you completely mad?” She glanced up at the woman and rolled her eyes dismissively, “Yes yes yes. Patience. Imogen. Governor or some such silliness. Listen, you want to have your flunkies shoot me while I am trying to save a man’s life in front of all these constituents of your, be my guest. But I need a mode of transport to get this man to the doctor’s……. now!!!…. And not a gorram horse!”
It was a war of wills and compared to Miss Stephanie the governor was unarmed.
Patience looked at Stephanie, then looked at the crowd watching. She made a swishing motion with her mouth and then said, “Huey, get the car out front quick.” One of the deputies took off at a run.
The ugly woman kneeled down. Stephanie was cleaning the wounds and using her dermal regenerator. Asher heard the woman growl,“When he is all stable, you and me gonna have a few words.”
Asher hadn’t got to know Doc Young much since she joined the crew but it was clear she belonged.
“Yes, you are very scary and intimidating.” Stephanie said distractedly with a dismissive wave of her hand as she applied ice to the wounds on the back gingerly. “You can have as many words as you want when I’m done, now out of my way or make yourself useful.”
This was a person deserving his protection.
A man showed up with a foldable table, “Is this good?”
Miss Stephanie nodded, “Okay, you gentlemen want to be useful or are you all playing with your guns?” The deputies stood there for a moment and then moved with a start to help lift the young man onto the table and move him to the door.
The men carefully placed the man on the board. The doctor quickly ran over, “Tell the Captain what’s happen. I’ll keep in touch as best I can.” She says with a tap to one ear. “My previous captain never let me leave home without it.”
Before he could reply she ran to the door and followed her patient out alongside Reverend Tubbs and Governor Imogen Patience, neither looking all that pleased.
Asher stood there for a moment wondering if he should follow behind or go tell the captain. He knew what those wounds meant, the young man had seen them before back on his home world. Waylend Gayner and Adelei Niska would have people who stood up to them tied to a post and whipped. Petrie had been whipped within an inch of his life and then made to wear bandages soaked in salt. Not a memory that Asher cared to relive.
A voice of a man spoke behind him, “Need a lift?”
He turned to see Hewlett Stewart standing there with a bemused grin, “Not far outta of my way if you be in a hurry.”
Ash looked, "Capt’n Stewart….I sure could, but not back to the Roc. That woman needs someone watch'n her back and that’s what I do. Can you drop me at that Doc Ambor’s place then go tell Capt’n Sung wat,cha see’d here and where we are?"
As they walked out Ash could hear the folk speak of Miss Stephanie.
“Wow!” She’s my new hero.”
“She already is a hero. Stephanie Young? She was in the war, wouldn't let either side tell her who was more important based on rank or side. Made a big stand on the Vids and the uppity ups had to back down.”
“Really? Still, her Governor-ship ain’t gonna let being made a fool of in front of a crowd go unpaid.”
It just reinforced his resolve to protect this lady…..besides if’n he didn’t Ma would thump him good.
Posted on 2018-04-29 at 17:06:57.
Edited on 2018-04-30 at 11:34:10 by Odyson