Death in His Eyes (Joar then Nymn then Open)

[Matrim Aldon]

Mat raced up the stairs to the Nurses office. He knew Emma would be pissed over this but the kids life was at stake so he knew she would deal with it. He had the boy cradled in his arms as not to jar him upon running.

He opened up the door to find Emma there ranting and taking out packs of blood. He went over and set Nymn down on an empty bed and looked to her. "Sorry to bring this to you. But the boy took on a demon and won. Barely but still won." he said to her as he looked back at the boy.

"The kid has internal bleeding, a few broken ribs/cracked ribs, and a broken wrist. Don't know about anything else. We were just trying to stabilize him and keep him from dying." He said as he looked around. He heard there were others but this was the only student he could see.

The only thing he was wondering now was why had the boy been fighting the demon? Was he attacked? Did he initiate the attack? Or was he protecting something? He didn't know but hopefully the boy would tell soon enough.

[Nurse Emma]

I just glared at my boss mentally after his rebuke. Jerk...

"And to parry all of those, I was hired for my nursing skills, not observation ability. If you hadn't had much sleep due to students and your daughter, you'd be in the same mentality. And," I let out a breath, "Since a student is dead, I can't help him or her, but you can get the body. It's the least we can do."

I shook my head, leaning against the wall for support. Mat had walked in with another student, going on about his injuries and how he beat a demon. Mentally once more, I gave the boy a cheer for bravery, but a slap for sheer stupidity. I shook my head again, going over to the boy and examining him.

"If what you say is true, then I don't know how well I can help him, other than splinting the wrist. The only thing I have that has any chance of stopping the bleeding is some, ahem, unorthodox medicine. Micha left me her entire supply." I said.

It was true. Micha had been killed and while she was subbing for me. Was it my fault? Had the killing been intended for me and not her? What exactly had I done?

I grabbed a splint and opened my cabinet. I had pictures of Micha, me, and Elayne taped on the inside of it as a sort of memorial. I grabbed a vial, marked restoration, and went over to the foolish boy. I tilted his head up carefully and poured the contents down his throat. It would target and mend the places where he was bleeding. I splinted his wrist and went over to Mat, resting my head on his shoulder.

"That's about all I can do. Hopefully, it'll work, but, if not, this boy will need some surgery and I don't want to do any x-rays until he's awake." I said softly.

Tired. Exhausted. Stumbling through this medical nightmare and hoping there's a way out. Not likely.

[sephora]

Sephora closed her eyes. She was laying on a gurney, that was all she really was able to comprehend. Blood covered her skin still, making her feel stiff and sticky. Her hair, plastered to her face, was a deep reddish color though it was normally an auburnish brown.

Something poked into her wrist. Still unable to move, the girl felt something rushing into her body, from where she had been poked. Did this mean that she was being saved? Sephora's heart rose, but just a little. Solaris had said that Nymn was safe, but she wouldn't believe it until she saw him. She knew what the demon was capable of, as she had been the first object of his rage.

After about ten minutes, she heard someone else come in, for she was slowly gaining the ability to understand her surroundings once more. She opened her eyes and saw Mr. Aldon carrying Nymn. Jerking slightly, she tried to go to him but was unable to. The jerk made her realize that she must be getting better, for only a moment ago she had been completely unable to move. Her muscles still protested and cramped up but she could move a little bit. As if the thought had cued it, Sephora's pain all rushed back to her.

The punctures in her lungs had been mostly healed, but still they burned from having been filled with blood. Her broken ribs shouted at her, and her shattered elbow screamed in protest at having feeling regained. Gritting through the pain, all the girl wanted to know was if the huddled form of Nymn was still alive.

"Is he," she said ever so softly, "alright?" Speaking stole her energy, and she wheezed heavily. Sephora's blue eyes were blood shot and barely open, but they were fixed on Nymn.

[Matrim Aldon]

Mat looked from the boy to his wife, she had walked from him to a cabinet grabbing a splint and a bottle of some sort. She poured the contents down the boys throat and splinted his wrist. He didn't know how well the boy would do or how much longer he had left in him but the adrenaline had bought them precious time.

The girl who Solaris had brought in. She was in almost as bad condition as Nymn. What had they done to provoke a demon of this magnitude? She then strained to look up and looked in his and Nymn's direction. She asked almost with little strength left if he was alright. Mat could only feel pity for the girl. He didn't know if Nyn would make it or not but he sure hoped so.

Emma then told him that it should work but he would still need surgery and an x-ray once he is awake. Mat thought about what would happen if they wasted any more time. He didn't know but the boy could definitely use more blood.

He turned to Emma and looked her dead in the eyes. "You got any blood packs here? Or an IV?" He asked intently, he could get it so the boy would be strong enough for surgery and an x-ray if he just had the blood to deal with it.

He then shook his head. "Never mind, Solaris, can you go to my storage closet in my class? I got about 5 packs of O+ blood and an IV there, don't ask why, I just do. If you can get it we might be able to save these two kids and get them through surgery soon." he said and turned to the girl that was laying down.

"Don't worry, Nymn is gonna be alright, we just need blood for surgery and he will make it." he said with a reassuring grin. He didn't know if he spoke the truth or not but right now he didn't want to make anyone cry or give up due to emotions not if he had anything to do about it at least.

[Solaris Awren (Chronos)]

AI or not, Solaris was still partially human, and was subject to human limits. One of those in particular was probably true of anyone that endured the night. He was tired. Tired of picking up injured students, and of running the school. Unfortunately, he couldn't go on vacation, so often it was the next best thing. Too bad it wouldn't happen tonight.

The two students were still in terrible condition, bruised, beaten and otherwise battered, but like Matrim said, they would probably live. Lunari had been gone since she Matrim had come in...likely to get some sleep after the ritual. There was no blame in that of course. Ten points for warding off the demon as they did. A bonus to Nymn for killing it.

"Never mind, Solaris, can you go to my storage closet in my class? I got about 5 packs of O+ blood and an IV there, don't ask why, I just do. If you can get it we might be able to save these two kids and get them through surgery soon."

Solaris smiled. They said he was crazy for installing the vaccum tube system from room to room for physical things...that everything was done by MAC now, but unable to manipulate physical objects without some kind of aid, it worked WONDERS. In Matrim's room, a robotic arm would load 5 units of O+ into a tube, seal it, and shoot it back to the office here. Solaris, standing at the receiving bay, unsealed the package, (He's solid right now.) and handed it to Matrim. "Don't EVER question my thinking." He said with a grin.

[Nymn Farshaw]

Nymn was still laying there unconcious and unknowing to his surroundings, he felt helpless, useless and everything else that meant he was inferior or damaged goods. He tried to move but his body wouldn't budge. He wanted to cry as the pain and uselessness was coming at him like a freight train at max speed but his body wouldn't even allow him that small pleasure.

Blood was filling his interior and fluids were filling his collapsed lung and his head was hammering like a war drum. He was laboring to breath but that was the only thing he could really do. He had been injected with something that had given him a small bit of energy, the only thing he could do with it was to open his eyes, for half a second when he was being carried up and saw the Vice principal carrying him.

He didn't know how Sephora was doing or if she was even alive. He had risked his life to protect his friend and now he didn't even have the strength to see if she was alright. He felt lower then low, He was on a different tangent then rock bottom, he was 7th level of Hell low.

Once again he saw the white light, he couldn't tell if it was due to the concussion or if his body really was failing. He didn't care, either way he would find away to protect people, on this plane or the next it didn't matter, as long as he could protect those he cared about.

But to the outside world he wasn't moving, except for the small and faint up and down of breathing. Arm never twitched, eyes never fluttered, not even his mouth was quivering. He was just..suspended there as if he really was carved of stone.

[Nurse Emma]

For two seconds there, I thought that everything was going well. Then, Mat decided to overreact and people went along with it. My face met my palm.

"Mat, Solaris, didn't you hear me? I said that he'd need surgery IF the vial didn't work. So far," I paused and went back to Nymn and checked his pulse, "it seems like it's working. Pulse is normal, I'm going to wait until he wakes up for the x-rays. He's okay. The blood can go back."

I pulled out some blood from my own store anyways, deciding to put him on a steady drip for now. I pulled my hair back in a ponytail and looked at Mat and Solaris. My eyelids were drooping and my hair had a greasy feel to it. I doubted the rest of me looked any good. Of course.

"If there are anymore, bring them up." I said, nodding and then going over to the girl. "He's fine. Now, lay down and I'm going to get you some medicine. It'll help with the pain, okay?"

I didn't wait for an answer and went to the refrigerator and pulled out a syringe full of morphine. In it went to the IV drip and immediately went to her veins. I grabbed a wash cloth and got it wet, deciding now would be a good time to clean off the blood that covered her while she was in a state of reasonable euphoria. Plus, the mundaneness of it all helped to wake me up a bit.