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[Alexander Rossi]

I wasn’t every day that Alex got to actually relax and take a lunch break during the day. Legionnaires had a habit of getting themselves hurt and usually when he was on call at the sick bay he rarely had a chance to sit down at all. Today it looked like things were going to be different however. No war games were scheduled, training had apparently gone over without a hitch and so far it had been a little slow today. That was fine with Alex. He was going to enjoy having a few minutes to himself before getting back to work.

“Alex we have a problem.” Came the familiar voice of one of the nurses behind him. Alex halted mid bite of his sandwich to glance in the direction of the nurse. The nurse was standing there looking panicked which wasn’t really anything new. Still, he wished that sometimes the camp could hold itself together for just one day without him patching them back up. So much for that slow day he guessed.

“Alright, let’s see what the damage is.” He said as he swallowed and sat his unfinished sandwich back on the table. “Explain while we walk.” With that he was up and heading towards the trauma room listening to the nurse as he went. The situation was a common one. Some kind of big training injury, a lot of people were banged up, with some worse than others. Should be just another day in the sick bay but as they arrived what Alex found was anything but. Less experienced medics were running around in a panic, patients were being left without attention and everything seemed to be in a state of chaos. This sick bay needed some order and it needed it now. Fortunately Alex was just the person to give it.

Grabbing nurses and medics as they passed Alex went into action giving orders and managing assignments. This was what he was good at, this was where he was at his best and it showed because in a few minutes he had already calmed the situation greatly. Patients were being assigned beds and taken care of, people were working as a team and that left Alex to help out. Stopping by at the bed of an injured legionnaire he pulled a curtain for a little privacy and glanced down at his patient. “Sorry about your wait. Why don’t you start by telling me your name and what happened and we’ll see about getting you back up on your feet hmm?”

[Ryan Harding]

The next time Ryan got a child of Discordia involved with a training session, she was going to make sure that she was away from the literal chaos. The kid was brand new to camp and barely had control of their powers, despite the fact that they passed the Wolf House (or they managed to give Lupa the slip). Because they lost their temper and one thing led to another and the next thing Ryan knew, she was one of the ones injured in combat. She sucked air between her teeth before she barked orders at the legionnaires with hints of charm speak mixed in with her words. That's the only way she managed to get so many people to the sick bay without injuring themselves further.

But when they got to the sick bay, it was only pure chaos. She had to make sure that the Discordia kid wasn't throwing another temper tantrum before she noticed that someone came in getting everything in order. That's when she charm spoke to a couple of the nurses away to make sure that this guy was the one taking care of her. She wanted someone competent taking care of her injuries. She smiled brightly as the guy finally came to her bed and pulled the curtains behind him, despite the pain in her chest.

"I'm Ryan," she said in that bright tone as she tried to hide her grimace. She tried to use charm speak, but she always found it so hard to do when she was in pain, but she tried. "Besides my Cohort being completely incompetent, I'm pretty sure they messed me pretty good. My ribs and my wrist feel like they're busted."

[Alexander Rossi]

“Ryan hmm?” He said as he moved over to take a seat beside her bed. He hardly even took notice of her smile as he sat down his mind and eyes already focusing on her injuries whether than her words or her face. Instead he began to check her over almost immediately nodding and giving little sounds of agreement as he did so.

To be honest he didn't really need her to tell him the issue. As a child of Aesculapius he could see the injuries but he found having patients talk to him helped put their minds at ease even if he was barely listening. "Umhmm and how did that happen?" He asked as he lifted her arm and began turning her wrist gently to test the range of motion. She would probably feel a few twinges of pain but nothing too serious. "Your whole cohort messing you up? Not usually common for a Roman cohort to act out against its own. Tell me when you begin to feel pain."

[Ryan Harding]

Ryan could immediately tell that her charm speak wasn't working since the boy didn't go into a trance like all of them did. But that didn't matter now. She figured she had a competent one handling her injuries. She didn't need to charm speak him under her control. At least, for now. He took her injured wrist and was inspecting it as he asked her how this happened. "Discordia kid," she said as she sucked air between her teeth as she felt those twinges of pain. "Can't control their powers... powers go crazy... everyone turns on each other..." She hissed in pain as she said a variety of four letter words that she would usually never say. "Yup," she said as she scrunched up her face a little bit. "Definitely feeling pain right there."

[Alexander Rossi]

A child of Discordia huh. Well Alex guessed he could see how that could add to the problem. Still, he wondered if he was getting the full story here. Child of Discordia or not something had to happen to make the person lose control of their powers. That said though it wasn’t his job to figure that out. Instead he nodded along at her comments as he examined her and considered how best to handle her injuries.

“Don’t worry.” He said as he set her hand back down beside her. “We’ll take care of that soon and you look tough enough to hang in there a little longer.” Alex glanced up giving her a reassuring smile before turning his attention back to her other injuries which looked to be the bigger cause of trouble. “Try and stay still I’m just going to roll up your shirt a little to get a look at your ribs.” Slowly Alex pushed Ryan’s shirt up and ran his fingers lightly over the tender spots he was seeing. “Looks like you took a pretty good hit or two right along here. That must have been some fight. Are you sure you weren’t hurt anywhere else?" Alex gave her one more look over just to be sure he wasn't missing anything but it wouldn't do to send her away without making sure she was fully on the way back to recovery. "I’m not seeing any other serious injuries but if you feel like anything else is wrong you should go ahead and tell me. If not I'm guessing you're probably anxious to be done with the talking hmm?"

[Ryan Harding]

Maybe there was more to the story. If there was, Ryan really didn't give a damn right now. She was in pain and it seemed like the so-thought competent person of the Sick Bay was also the slowest as well. She wanted to get healed and get out of there, but he seemed to have other ideas, especially once he was rolling up her shirt. She was about to complain and slap his hands away, but his fingers were on her busted ribs and she hissed in pain instead as she curled her hands into fists. She took deep, ragged breaths as she tried not to clock the guy straight in the mouth.

Did she have any more pains? She shook her head, but he kept talking. All talk and no action and that was really getting on Ryan's nerves. "No, not anxious," she said as she glared at him. "But I would appreciate it if you didn't have your hand up my shirt."

[Alexander Rossi]

The damage wasn't so extensive that he would be unable to provide the girl with a little relief but he did want to make sure the healing was thorough. Fixing a few broken ribs was all fine and dandy but he didn't want to release this girl out of his care if she was dealing with something more serious. That said it was usually much easier to help someone if they were willing to work with him which this patient didn't seem to be.

When she made her comment about him having his hand up her shirt Alex frowned. He met her glare with an cold stare of his own. He didn't lack sympathy for the girl's situation but he had no time to deal with childish antics like this just because Ryan was impatient. "Well then Ryan you may be waiting while I find another medic, one with xray vision as most doctors I know have to see the problem to fix it." He said coolly as he turned his attention to getting this girl out of his hair as quickly as possible. "But since neither you or I have that luxury I suggest you let me do my job."

With that he began calling on his father's powers to speed up her healing process. It wouldn't take long which was good. Alex didn't have time for these petty games when there were others to help. Maybe a little healing would improve Ryan's attitude somewhat. At the very least it would allow him to move on yup more seriously injured patients.

[Ryan Harding]

Ryan narrowed her eyes as the kid just stared her back. She wasn't okay with this lollygagging and she would make him go faster if she could, but she couldn't seem to work her charm speak through the pain. Such a shame. He looked like he would be so obedient to her every last word. "X-ray vision?" Ryan said with a curt laugh. "They just like to pervs hanging around here, now don't they?" Maybe they were the wrong words to say to someone that was healing her, but she really didn't care. She felt the burning sensation that meant her ribs and wrist were healing up just nicely. And hopefully he didn't butcher it or there would be a price to pay.

Once he was done, Ryan smiled sweetly at him as she pulled down her shirt. "Thank you," she said as her words were laced with charm speak. "Now you can run along and try not to put your hands up anybody else's shirts, okay?"

[Alexander Rossi]

Why did he get the feeling he was going to regret healing this girl? He had known lots of bad patients over the years, meeting people when they are hurt and needed help didn't exactly lend itself to the most pleasant of meetings but this girl seemed exceptionally vicious to start throwing around accusations when he was trying to help her. Hopefully the healing would get her on her way and out of Alex's hair because he had too much to do to worry about this girl's special brand of crazy.

The healing was over in a minute and before she had even spoke Alex was already mentally moving on to the next crisis. When she did speak he returned her smile with a small one of his own that didn't come with teeth. "I'm glad to hear you're feeling better now I suggest you go to the barracks, get some rest and..." He stopped short as she spoke again this time telling him the strangest thing. Something was different about her voice, something compelling and what she was saying? Well that was no problem. It wasn't like every patient had injuries like hers that he would have to examine them. Still...

Something clicked in Alex's mind and he turned to leave without a word. Leaving was suddenly the one thing on his mind and that's exactly what he did stepping out into the trauma room like a man in a daze. What was he doing again? He couldn't remember but he knew he needed to get out of here for a while, maybe take the rest of the day off. He did need to run along after all and it would certainly be nice not to have to look at any more injuries for a while.