A Call to Heal

[sheloves]

Who: Healers
What: [A Friend In Need] Pre-train ride healers' meeting thrown together by Hawkeye and Ril. Time to group up.
When: [backdated] Days 386 ( Jan. 11; Evening )
Where: Time & Tea, Loki District
Rating: PG


A quick chat with Hawkeye set Ril into a frenzy of activity as she worked Time & Tea into a fit state to hold an impromptu meeting for their cadre of healers. The tea was set to boil, biscuits were set out, there was a table for medic kits and basic supplies, which she had put together on the fly while attempting to be everywhere getting the shop ready, and a pile of armbands emblazoned with the word medic on them. there were also field jackets in varying sizes and were a rather sedate green. All of them had many, many pockets. They weren't mandatory, but they were useful. If she'd forgotten anything, someone would let her know.

For now? They'd get everyone they could in one spot and figure out everything as best they could. After all, they left early the next morning. It was a narrow window, but they'd manage. Ril was there to usher folks in with a quick explanation and a direction to the tables.

Comments

[proudofwhatiam]

Evy can't just let everyone else go off to battle and sit around doing nothing. And while she might not be much good for killing giants, she can do common-sense sorts of things and keep her head when she needs to--and isn't that enough to qualify her to help bandage people up? As far as she's concerned, it ought to be.

She takes a jacket, an armband, and a seat.

[cyan_maid]

A familiar face is something everyone needs, and for Jane, that's more than enough for her to approach Evelyn. She's taken an armband for herself, too - awfully nifty, these things.

"Hi!"

[proudofwhatiam]

"Jane!" Evy's happy to see her, even if she can't help but think but she's much too young for this sort of thing upon seeing her. There are other, younger children here, and Jane can take care of herself. "Are you coming along?"

[cyan_maid]

"I am!" She sits next to Evy now, and if the thought that she's too young to come along crosses her mind, she doesn't let it show. She's going to help, age or not. "And so are you,I assume?"

[proudofwhatiam]

"If they'll take me. And it looks like they will." It looks like they'll take anyone, judging by the some of the people present. "Have you done much of...this sort of thing, before?"

[cyan_maid]

"Not really!" She beams. "And I know it's probably a long shot to expect to use my powers so far from Asgard, but all the same, I'd like to help patch people up. It's the right thing to do, I think."

[proudofwhatiam]

"I think so, too." Evy smiles back; that's just the right attitude to have, as far as she's concerned. "If things out there are as nasty as they say, I think they'll have need of us, experienced or not."

[cyan_maid]

"Well it'll get nasty no matter what, won't it? It's fighting."

Fighting, as she knew it, was never easy or without possibility for injury. Battles should work the same way, right?

[proudofwhatiam]

"I suppose so. But there's general nastiness, and then there's..." The Somme? Trench warfare? Evy shrugs. "Worse. And this seems like it might be on the "worse" end of things."

[cyan_maid]

She nods, just once. "Yeah, I suppose, too. But we won't know exactly until we get there."