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[Locked] Tu Shan
Sep. 7th, 2013 11:06 pmCharacters: Kyle, Soranik, Korra, Aang
Date: [Nebulous]
Location: EA-3B
Situation: A new kid arrives in a bolt from the blue.
Warnings/Rating:
The door to the clinic/infirmary slides open with a slam and a kedan clad in Imperial robes rushes in. He looks frantically around the room for someone in charge. Someone who can help. All the while he's speaking so quickly that many of his words are lost in their delivery.
Never happened that way before...
...just a boy...bolt of lightning...
Please help!
A few moments later another kedan enters, this time dragging a stretcher behind her on which lay the eerily still form of an unconscious child. The small boy is dressed in the burned tatters what appear to be some form of monk's robes reminiscent of the Buddhists of Earth. His complexion is pale, which only serves to make the blue of the arrow tattoos that mark his head and body stand out all the brighter. The reek of burnt skin, cloth, and ozone hang heavy in the air.
He's barely breathing, she says.
Date: [Nebulous]
Location: EA-3B
Situation: A new kid arrives in a bolt from the blue.
Warnings/Rating:
The door to the clinic/infirmary slides open with a slam and a kedan clad in Imperial robes rushes in. He looks frantically around the room for someone in charge. Someone who can help. All the while he's speaking so quickly that many of his words are lost in their delivery.
Never happened that way before...
...just a boy...bolt of lightning...
Please help!
A few moments later another kedan enters, this time dragging a stretcher behind her on which lay the eerily still form of an unconscious child. The small boy is dressed in the burned tatters what appear to be some form of monk's robes reminiscent of the Buddhists of Earth. His complexion is pale, which only serves to make the blue of the arrow tattoos that mark his head and body stand out all the brighter. The reek of burnt skin, cloth, and ozone hang heavy in the air.
He's barely breathing, she says.
