Winter - Month 12 of Turn 2715
Half Moon Bay Weyr - Infirmary
This long, rectangular cavern smells faintly of antiseptic and strongly of pleasant medicinal herbs. The general atmosphere is one of bustling but orderly quiet and strict cleanliness. The back of the room is dominated by a small hearth for heat and medicinal preparations and by swinging double doors that lead to a small DragonHealing bay, an emergency surgery for human patients, the main storage, and the staff area where Healers can eat, shower, change, and the like during their longer shifts. The front of the room is a waiting and reception area where patients and staff can check in to receive treatment and begin work, respectively. The east wall of the room features examination, birthing, recovery and outpatient treatment rooms while the opposite wall is curtained off to provide privacy and bed-space for patients requiring overnight care.
Half Moon Bay can certainly handle most of the routine and sometimes urgent treatment needs of its residents here. It lacks some of the equipment available at the main Healer Hall. Once they are stabilized, patients requiring specialized or ongoing care are surely transferred there.
It is morning time at Half Moon Bay and Kelani is on shift. Her own sprained ankle having resolved a sevenday or so ago. So she is back on track to her 'Journeyman' goal: Working extra hours, her spare time spent in study, taking the shifts noone wants and the like. For now she is finishing the morning rounds of what patients are in the infirmary. Checking bandages, giving medications and writing up charts of their nighttime progress as the nightshift gives way to morning shift.
It's a routine visit for S'van; wandering into the infirmary with only a hint of the limp he's been sporting for the past month and a half. But there are no more crutches, and no more winces for the pressure put on his right foot. There's a general look of disgruntlement about him, a typical expression for someone who is being made to go see a Healer but would rather avoid it. But whatever grumps he may be experiencing, they vanish when he catches site of Kelani making her rounds; frown replaced with characteristic grin as he attempts to catch her attention. Nevermind that she's working. Clearly, saying hi is much more important than that.
Kelani is standing at one of the counters writing up a chart when S'van comes in. It takes a few moments before she realizes he is trying to get her attention and she holds up a hand in a 'wait a moment' gesture. She then finishes her chart writing before passing it over to an apprentice, "She can be released after she eats breakfast." She instructs the apprentice before finally turning to S'van, "Good morning, how can I help you today?" She asks somewhat formally but the half smile that accompanies at least softens the question. "You are walking better I see."
That 'wait a moment' hand gets a wide grin and dancing grey eyes, mirth and amusement clear upon S'van's expression. It's funny, for reasons unknown. But he waits nonetheless, feigning impatience that probably doesn't seem to fool anyone, until Kelani is addressing him in her professional tone. That… is definitely amusing, and his grin is threatening laughter, or some other undignified and wholly inappropriate response. But no. He pulls it together. "I am," walking better. "And I am hoping that you, or one of your compatriots, can take a little peak and clear me for active duty. Because I am losing my freakin' mind being grounded."
Kelani's lips quiver in an effort to maintain her own professional look in the face of his fight to keep from laughing. "Better let it out before you get a hernia, you know you want to." She finally says with a bemused shake of her head and she gives a nod to his request. "Well go sit down in the exam area and take off your shoe while I grab your chart." She says motioning with one finger to the nearest exam bed while she claims charts to check his progress and gloves…because feet.
"Oh, no-no," says S'van quickly, grinning wide. "We're in a professional environment and you're operating as a professional Healer," and as deeply amusing as that seems to be to him, he continues with, "It would be really rude to laugh." Like that's ever stopped him in the past. "But really, you're doing a good job," says the totally unqualified dragonrider who is here as a patient. At her directives, there's a salute and a quick, "Yes, ma'am," before he actually does laugh (just a little) and takes himself to the exam area as requested. Boots (both of them)and socks are removed before he drops himself down onto the cot and makes himself exponentially comfortable; arms folded behind his head, legs crossed at the ankle, looking more ready for a nap than an exam. That broken toe is still splinted to the one beside it, but looks remarkably normal now.
Kelani gives S'van a little nudge at his teasing and turns to takes a few minutes to read through the previous exam notes. Once done she finally turns back to the bed to find him laid out on the bed and she arches a brow, "Shall I get the lights turned down for you?" She teases in return before moving to the end of the bed and lifting one foot to uncross them if she can and starts to examine the toes. First the one of his good fit then shifting to the one on his bad foot, removing the splint then palpating gently along the bones. "Can you curl and flex your toes for me?" She says looking down at the feet for a couple of the flexes then up to his face to see the reaction.
"That would be great," is the quick reply for the lights, Sev's grin just as smart-ass as can be. "I'm not really a morning person. A few more hours would be nice." Kidding, clearly. Feet uncrossed, he unwinds his hands from behind his head and sits up just a bit straighter, expression faltering as a bit of his concern is betrayed in the rather focused look he's directing toward his toe and her examining hands. But no wincing, thankfully. "Sure," and his toes curl and flex as requested, both feet's worth. There's no pain, and no macho-attempt at hiding pain, either. Just a half-smile and more serious expression. "It feels fine," he offers, unasked. "Maybe a dull ache, if I really think about it."
"I will see what I can do about that for you." Kelani responds in a light tone though her gaze is focused on the examination of the toes. Once she is satisfied with the curling and flexing of toes she does a more thorough examination of the formally broken toe, feeling each bone, pressing on it from different sides. Again she looks to his face for any reaction and nods to his words, "You will likely have that for a while yet, especially if its cold or stormy." She suggests before finally releasing his toe and leaning back in her chair, "I wouldn't run around barefoot for another sevenday or so…as for active duty.." She starts and gets a bit of a wicked look to her gaze, "It seems I hold power over your sanity just now, eh?"
"Cold? Like… Between?" Because Sev sees a lot of that with his day job, and doesn't look thrilled at the prospect that each trip may result in deep aches in his toe. "Great." A long, resigned exhale, complete with briefly puffed-up chipmunk cheeks before he lets the disgruntlement fade and returns to avid observation of his examination. There's no betraying wince for that poking and prodding, appearing to be true to his word that there is no pain. "Really? No barefoot?" which he almost seems more upset about than the idea that his toe has become a barometer. "Kay." Doctor's orders and all. But that look of wickedness has his eyebrows shooting skyward, one hand coming up to point an accusing finger her direction. "Hey now. You be nice and remember who came and risked his freedom to bust you out of jail." Also known as Monaco Bay Weyr's infirmary. "Do you really want me to waste away, drowning in a sea of never-ending paperwork, losing my sight and my sanity because my Wingleader…," also weyrmate, "…doesn't believe in time off for recovery?" And also because broken toes have nothing to do with one's ability to read and contribute.
"Yeah, that might trigger an ache, but shouldn't be painful per se." The comment about the beach gets a grin, "Walk barefoot on the beach is fine, just don't run or push off from it for another sevenday or so. It bone is healed but only freshly so." She crosses her arms across her chest as he 'rails' at her at the hardship on being 'grounded', a growing smile on her lips the whole time even as she picks up his chart and writes some notes as he continues his rant. "Well since I owe you one…AND it is healed enough for booted work, you are cleared to go back to active duty." She says and passes him a note she had started writing even as he was 'convincing' her. "It feels fine and no palpable pain or crepitis, you are good to search and rescue again…and now I am fit as well, maybe do some of that training we talked about?"
"Can you write that down?" asks Sev with a grin. "The part about 'no running'?" Even as he's asking to be put back on regular duty, the brat. At least it is good natured ranting, with no real malice in that voice or finger-pointing. Teasing. Playful. Only a little bit worried that she'd damn him to endless paperwork by refusing to write his 'all clear'. So while there's no shock that she does, indeed, give her stamp of approval to return to Search and Rescueing, there is a fleeting look of gratitude and relief. "Not sure what you just said, but," for palpable and crepitis, but the "thank you," that comes after is earnest and heartfelt. "And yeah, I saw you ditched the crutches a while ago. Good. And absolutely. You just tell me when you're free, and I will meet you in the training field… or in the bowl, if you don't know where the field is."
"I know where it is, I have been called to it enough times for injuries there." Kelani responds with a bit of a laugh, "And yeah, it is still tender at times, but now is the time to strengthen it again." She responds to him about her own crutchless state. "And I wouldn't put you at risk even for the sake that you did me a grand favour, so rest assured this note is written because you are truely safe to return to duty. I still owe you for that day. Today I just did my duty as a healer." Her smile is more gentle then, "Now off with you , back to the sky so I can finish my shift." She says with light teasing, "I will see you later."