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[theyregooddogs]

Who: Teacher & students (& visitors . . . )
Where: Clinic
When: Day 93, 7AM (Slight backdate but after heart games, ty ty)

[A Discord reminder about first aid classes went up shortly after the game was over, but the location for classes has changed to an address somewhere in between the game tower and the hotel. Hurrah, no more long trudges out to the library?

At the given location, there is a very large, very dead pig spread out on a tarp in the vacant street. There is also a roaring fire being tended to not far off. Welcome to your practicals, students, time to dissect a body and identify all the organs. Also, try stitching flesh or otherwise together. The necessary materials are all provided, gloves, scissors, scalpels, forceps, sutures, etc. After giving his spartan instructions, John will be going in between the fire and a building that has a lot of fancy medical equipment set-up. (Thanks, B.) Have fun . . . ?]


Well, go on. Going to get worse the longer you wait.

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[theyregooddogs]

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[worldlyafflictions]

Is it. going in there? after everyone's done poking at it? [points at the fire]

[theyregooddogs]

Waste not, want not.

[moving back into the clinic]

[worldlyafflictions]

[I wonder if Haruto's souldreamwhatever tried to feed me pig organs, what a comforting and unlikely thought.]

...Did ya actually get any like. flavoring for it?

[theyregooddogs]

Not made of money. Pretty much only have salt which will work.

[maleficafe]

[lav showed up and was paying attention at first but eventually she dozed off by the fire. fire warm. lav sleepy.

lav is not a great student.]

[theyregooddogs]

[toeing her]

Get up.

[maleficafe]

[head jerks up as she awakens, blinking and grabbing her notebook like she was totally paying attention the whole time. totally]

--made from, um, collagen.

[theyregooddogs]

[crouching down, even but not mad]

You don't practice medicine. Understood?

[we_meet_again]

...What is this thing?

[theyregooddogs]

What thing? The pig?

[we_meet_again]

Is that what it's called?

Where did it come from?

[....this isn't a Wild City, is it?]

[theyregooddogs]

[honestly? would be offended!]

I bought it. And, yes, that's what it's called. Has the most anatomical similarity to a human without being us.

[forgottenmercy]

[is here. noticeably very tired, but paying attention. delicately going to make an incision: huh, he's a very, very precise hand with a knife, even very tired.]

[theyregooddogs]

[going to quietly observe in between his own work, letting Persephone figure out his own tack with this]

[forgottenmercy]

[is both extremely good with a knife - and is wearing gloves - and good at avoiding getting anything on his skirts. but tends to be extremely precise in everything he does, making just large enough an incision to have access to the pig's organs, but careful to not make it too large.]

[worthathousand]

Hmm. [ matter-of-fact and not terribly bothered ] I wasn't aware this sort of thing could be purchased, but I suppose it's... just a different use for meat.

[ While she has grabbed a pair of gloves because it seems like the Thing To Do, she won't actually bother using them unless John comes and specifically instructs her to; she can always clean her hands later, and she finds she doesn't much like the way the thin rubbery material interferes with the movement of her fingers. ]

[theyregooddogs]

Just have to keep hunting for it.

Make sure you use gloves with people. When you can.

[worthathousand]

[ a nod ] Very well.

[ her style of dissection is more deliberate than precise--the pacing more "field medic" than "surgeon." it gets the job done, and may even be ideal for the sort of situations she's likely to find a use for this, but perhaps lacks a certain appreciation for the various elegancies of anatomy. ]

Do you recommend I purchase some to keep with me? I'd say I'd just clean my hands, but that seems even less likely to be an option in a crisis.

[liarliarliar]

[thanks i hate it

B isn't going to touch a knife but he'll give the stitching a shot at least?]

[theyregooddogs]

Mm, you need a two layer stitch here. Deep tissue then another to close it up.

[liarliarliar]

Gross. Got it.

[i guess i can switch to doing that]

[justfuckingtryit]

[Well. All the material's here. Might as well give it all a shot.]

[Time to stitch up the pig. He's assuming this is the pig.]

[theyregooddogs]

[this is the pig, going to keep quiet watch over his work, letting Thorn figure out the rhythm for a good stretch first]

[justfuckingtryit]

[He gets a rhythm pretty quickly. The stitches are neat and even; he's had quite a bit of sewing practice by this point, and it shows.]