5th Mikan [Voice//Action]

[mikandelinquent]

 [Hnngh.

Bellemere wakes up in a dress, for one thing. For another, she's leaned up against a tree on the outskirts of town, bleary and tired and she's thinking injured—her hypothesis is correct when she goes to move and her legs buckle: instead of her arm catching her, it gives out from the pain coursing up and down it. It's only then she realizes, lying there, that her arm is eerily injured like it had before she died.

Not a coincidence, she's guessing.

The rest of her isn't exactly in the best shape either; needle marks and abandoned cuts from struggling back and forth from her cell... 

Not important. She pats the area for her journal, catching it with her good hand. When she speaks, she strengthens her voice as best she can. No reason to give into the drugs making her legs feel heavy.]

[Voice]

Sorry I was gone—but I'm on my way back now. I'll be home in no time. 

[She shifts, grunting as she goes to walk.]

It's been a good amount of time, right? Don't tell me there were any crappy shifts since then...

[She forces herself to her feet, gritting her teeth, pissed off more than anything. There's a figure moving from the forest through town, toward the Strawhat house, bloody and fueled by stubbornness, if anything. She just. Wants a smoke. And a place to lay, maybe something for this arm dangling uselessly at her side.]

[[ooc: breaking time isn't too big a deal! Replies might be a bit slow at first XD]]

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[mikangirl]

All right. Hold still, I'm just gonna climb up behind you. [And maybe sort of wrap an arm around you in case of sudden loss of balance, which she suspects may be an issue. Doiiing so now.] Let me know when you're ready.

[mikandelinquent]

Born ready. [she manages, breathing a shaky breath.

She can definitely do this. This is nothing.]

[mikangirl]

All right.

[Her voice is soft. It feels strange, doing this for Bellemere. But at least she's old enough that this time, she can help. Nami reaches down to bury her hands in Biri's feathers, locked around Bellemere, holding on.]

Gently, Biri.

[And they're off. And careful or no, that's probably a pretty dizzying experience.]

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[mikandelinquent]

[Hang in there, hang in there--

S'not like she's lost a lot of blood or something...]

[mikandelinquent]

[... Okay, maybe just a little. She sways in Nami's arms, feeling herself slipping in and out—things sound a little muffled. Biri's wings are supposed to flap a lot louder, she's thinking.]

[mikangirl]

[Nami's grip tightens and her mouth flattens, but she says nothing to the sudden swaying. She lifts an arm to brace Bellemere a little better, and just trusts Biri to keep his head. The duck's a bit flighty, but he's canny where it counts.

It's really only a minute or so before they land on the roof of house #6.]

[tanukipwnt]

[When they do, Chopper will be there in his Walk Point form, a large blanket draped over his back. It's the best option he could think of - they couldn't fit a stretcher around the tight curve of the stairs, and this would be less jostling than trying to support her between the two of them. Luckily, he's never had trouble with stairs in this form.]

[As they land, his eyes flick Bellemere; that arm in particular. Ouch. And she's not moving very much. His gaze slides to Nami as he steps forward to meet them.]

Has she been unconscious for long?

[mikangirl]

Just since we took off. [With confirmation that Bellemere's out cold, Nami lets the blankness slide from her face in front of Chopper. She's angry, in a low, rigid way she rarely feels.] Biri--

[Biri doesn't actually need to be told, settling low on the roof with a mournful little sound, allowing Nami to just stand and step away from him with her arms hooked under Bellemere's.]

...thanks, Chopper. What can I do?

[tanukipwnt]

Help her onto my back. [He moves up next to Biri and turns to the side, offering the blanket-lined stretch of his back.] I'll need you to support her while we're going down the stairs, too.

[mikangirl]

Got it. [It takes her a few moments, because Nami's not strong enough to just scoop her mother up, but she manages, balancing her on her less injured side.] I'm ready when you are.

[tanukipwnt]

[Chopper shifts his weight back and forth experimentally. When he's sure that Bellemere's settled, he turns his head to nod gratefully at Biri before looking back towards Nami.] Okay.

[With that, it's time to begin their descent down the stairs. Chopper takes it slow, keeping his downward gait steady; the weight on his back makes things a little more difficult than expected, but not overly so. He's more distracted by the scent of blood on Bellemere, honestly - and with Nami keeping her steady, it shouldn't take them long to get to the second floor.]

[mikangirl]

[Nami doesn't spare gratitude for Biri. She'll come back to thank him much later, but for now she's more focused on making sure Bellemere doesn't fall, and helps Chopper ease her down the stairs to more level ground. ANd she thinks to ask at this point.]

Chopper. Have you been in touch with Nala since you've come back?

[tanukipwnt]

Yeah. But... [He doesn't look at her when he answers, focused on the descent. He'd managed to contact Nala easily enough a few days after arriving back in Luceti - re-learning her magic was a slower process. Certainly faster than the first time, but....] ...I'm not sure my magic will be sufficient.

[Chopper wastes no time in steering towards the infirmary as soon as they hit the second floor. Then something occurs to him, and his gaze flicks over to Nami.] How's yours coming along?

[mikangirl]

[She lets out a breath, and then finally turns a reassuring smile on her crewmate, though a little strained.] I can probably help you there. I just can't...deal with this kind of-- this kind of damage.

[tanukipwnt]

Good; just leave that part to me. [And into the medical bay they go. Chopper guides Bellemere to one of the beds and, with Nami's help, eases her down onto it. Then there's no time wasted in cracking open a medical kit.]

Could you take care of her superficial wounds, please?

[mikangirl]

Done. [If you don't mind, Chopper, she'll help herself to some clean warm water and disinfectant and silently wash out some of those cuts first, being incredibly delicate with the ones on Bellemere's face. Better to not wake her up if she can help it.

Once she's satisfied they're clean, she'll wrap them; she could deal with them with Nala, but she'd rather see how much the more serious injuries will drain her first.]

[tanukipwnt]

[First thing's first - Chopper's already prepped the anesthetic, and with practiced care, he tracks down an injection site and swiftly administers it. Can't risk Bellemere coming to. With that done and Nami taking care of the cuts, Chopper turns his attention to the arm.]

[It's...ugly. Swollen and bruised - at a glance Chopper can tell it's broken, but as to what extent he isn't certain. If only he had some of the more advanced equipment, like in the Battledome - the Malnosso occasionally grant requests like that, don't they? - but for now, they can't risk delaying treatment any longer, and Chopper goes about it the old-fashioned way: feeling for it.]

[...]

[...shit.]

The swelling is severe. [And making it difficult to get a read. More difficult than it should be for a simple break.] We'll need to operate. Nami, get my reduction instruments.

[He hasn't figured out how to integrate them with healing magic yet - but he's working on it.]

[mikangirl]

[Nami freezes at those words for just a moment--and then goes to do as he says, her voice drifting back to him quietly.] She might wake up again. Can we drug her?

[tanukipwnt]

We are. [The response is prompt and flat; this isn't the place for old, clouded memories. Already he's taking an IV pole and jumping onto the bed to hang a bag of liquid from it, the tube snaking down into Bellemere's arm where she'd been pricked earlier. His mind is elsewhere.] How good at you at channeling your magic to specific locations? Could you limit the output into precisely measured locations?

[mikangirl]

[Her shoulders sag in relief at that response, and then Nami brushes those memories aside herself. She collects Chopper's instruments carefully, considering that question with a lot of thought.]

I can. I've had a lot of practice. Just...tell me where.

[tanukipwnt]

[He's quiet for a moment, considering. Then there's a sharp, short nod, and Chopper reaches for his surgical gloves, a quick surge of his own healing magic pouring through as a quick disinfectant. Neat little trick he picked up from Nala last time around.]

Okay. Here's how we'll do it: I'll perform standard reduction procedures...but instead of using screws to hold the fractures together, we'll be using healing magic. We'll need to take it one step at a time to avoid healing anything before it's set in place.

The use of screws may also be temporarily needed to alleviate pressure from other areas, so be aware of that as well. We won't know exactly what the damage is until the procedure begins, but as long as we take it slow, there shouldn't be any problems.

[He pauses to send a glance towards his crewmate.] She'll be okay, Nami.

[mikangirl]

I know. [She believes that. She believes in her doctor. The low tremor running through her is born of rage that she's desperately trying to keep under control here, so the smile she gives Chopper is a little jerky.] Just tell me what to do and I'll do it, Chopper. No questions asked.

[tanukipwnt]

Then let's begin.

[When the wound is opened, the damage is what Chopper feared - fragmented bones, just barely held in approximate position by torn, bleeding flesh. But they're large and that's good. He'll do a sweep for shards during the procedure, but with the immediate structure largely intact, it's by no means unsalvageable.]

[First: re-aligning the intact sections of the radius and ulna. Reduce stress at the joint; get a sturdy base to attach to. Chopper's forceps are at the forefront of the task, carefully easing the skewed bones into position. He checks his work.]

Healing magic at the break.

[mikangirl]

[Nami brings her fingers close without touching, lip caught in her teeth as she concentrates. She's used to applying Nala's gift in a more general sweep, but she's by no means a stranger to this, and the wash of magic is careful, steady and pinpointed to the break.

Her work takes maybe twenty seconds, and she darts a diffident look at Chopper when she's done.]

[tanukipwnt]

[He breaks the grimness in his expression at that look, offering her a smile that's meant to be reassuring; it's never easy to operate on loved ones, and she's doing well, all things considered. Her aid is only making things go more smoothly.]

[When she's finished, Chopper eases the pressure from the break slowly, then moves to the next fracture. Same procedure: re-align, apply pressure, healing magic. No weak spots that need added support yet. Everything fitting together so far. Just need to make sure the magic holds out.]

[About halfway through, the bone structure is beginning to look solid again; Chopper begins cleaning up the internal hemorrhaging where they've already finished, his own magic sealing the wounds cleanly. Still no bone shards. He spares a look towards Nami as he pieces together the next fracture.]

Almost done. How's your magic holding up?