Zarak Nine
Having traveled with the New Republic vessel to this world now exploding into an all out conflict, Kaie found herself setting up a triage unit and field hospital as the fighting between the two countries had now engulfed a third with their dispute. Caught in the middle, the locals in the nearby town were victims of this conflict and she hated seeing the wounded children and others who were defenseless in this sort of thing. Some wishing more land or influence over natural resources didn't seem to care who got hurt. Keeping her mind on the task at hand instead, the Guardian could hear the comm traffic between the New Republic army units in the field, not that far from them now. Protected by it's own security platoon, the collapsible modular buildings blended well with the terrain as they used the nearby hills for some protection.
"Ma'am," one of the nurses called as Kaie looked up from the elderly man who's leg had caught some shrapnel during a nearby firefight. "We have an emergency that just came in," the nurse glanced to one of the younger nurses in training. "Continue finishing up here."
Rising, Kaie let the lower ranked medic take over, then followed the nurse to the next room where a flurry of activity got her back into the mode. "What have you got?"
"Young child, eleven, massive hemorrhage to the abdomen and the surgeons are already backed up."
"Alright," she hurried to the bedside and noted the young boy who's color was leaving him rapidly. Placing her hands over the long wound across his belly, the white witch focused all her energies on the damage. Flowing through the Jedi, the Force began healing the internal organs first, working to seal off the worst areas, now that the shrapnel had been removed. Closing off all the chaos around her, Kaie knew that she had little time to save this boy's life and worked feverishly to help him survive.
Having traveled with the New Republic vessel to this world now exploding into an all out conflict, Kaie found herself setting up a triage unit and field hospital as the fighting between the two countries had now engulfed a third with their dispute. Caught in the middle, the locals in the nearby town were victims of this conflict and she hated seeing the wounded children and others who were defenseless in this sort of thing. Some wishing more land or influence over natural resources didn't seem to care who got hurt. Keeping her mind on the task at hand instead, the Guardian could hear the comm traffic between the New Republic army units in the field, not that far from them now. Protected by it's own security platoon, the collapsible modular buildings blended well with the terrain as they used the nearby hills for some protection.
"Ma'am," one of the nurses called as Kaie looked up from the elderly man who's leg had caught some shrapnel during a nearby firefight. "We have an emergency that just came in," the nurse glanced to one of the younger nurses in training. "Continue finishing up here."
Rising, Kaie let the lower ranked medic take over, then followed the nurse to the next room where a flurry of activity got her back into the mode. "What have you got?"
"Young child, eleven, massive hemorrhage to the abdomen and the surgeons are already backed up."
"Alright," she hurried to the bedside and noted the young boy who's color was leaving him rapidly. Placing her hands over the long wound across his belly, the white witch focused all her energies on the damage. Flowing through the Jedi, the Force began healing the internal organs first, working to seal off the worst areas, now that the shrapnel had been removed. Closing off all the chaos around her, Kaie knew that she had little time to save this boy's life and worked feverishly to help him survive.
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