bravenewworld | Paging Nurse Joy! ...Wait.

As Union prepares for the number refugees arriving within their walls, the Medical Center is abuzz with activity. Doctors, nurses and various volunteers fly about the halls, getting rooms ready, making sure beds are turned, securing supplies and any number of tasks needing to be done in order to get ready for the still undetermined number of patients expected to grace their doors.

At the center of this hive of activity is a young woman, petite and a bit robust, bright pink hair tied into two twisted pigtails, wearing a nurse's uniform in pinks and whites. She appears to be the one in charge of things, albeit a bit flustered, all told. Currently, she is working on delegating tasks, a clipboard at her arm, and a pair of Chansey following her.

"We'll need to make sure everything has been properly sanitized," She starts, as one of the Chanseys takes notes. "There's no telling how many patients we may see, or when they might be coming."

Looking for something to do to help? She's likely the one you've been directed to, but good luck getting her to sit still long enough. Dare to flag the fuchsia physician down?

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In Caldera, meanwhile, medical tents have been secured around the center of the city, the set up a bit more temporary. Their medical facilities long since packed, they've taken to extending outdoors, addressing those that they can as quickly as possible, in order of urgency, getting them ready for travel--either be it through caravan or through the newly functioning Warpers. Despite the very obvious state of chaos, things move much like a well-oiled machine.

And at the head of that machine, a clipboard clutched in her arm, bright bubble-gum pink hair tied into two twisted pigtails, is a woman that hardly looks old enough to be there, let alone be holding down the fort.

"Olivia, I need you to check on the patient at the end of the line there, make sure his bandages have been changed. Clay, go relieve Eika, she hasn't had a break all day." Writing a few things, she takes a look around the tent, then walks to a Machoke with his neck in a brace and begins speaking... in Pokémon?!

Looking for some way to help, delivering supplies, or get hurt on the way to and from Caldera? She's probably the one you're directed to first, but good luck getting her to sit still for more than a few minutes.

(OOC Note: This post will act as an open log for the volunteers in both Union as well as Caldera.)

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Having arrived with the advance party, Ceireia had a little bit of time to acclimate herself to her new surroundings. She hadn't come here to explore or goof around, though. She'd come to help, and her skills would be best used treating the wounded.

So she found herself in the center of the city among all the medical tents. Spotting the young woman who seemed to be in charge, Ceireia flagged her down.

"Excuse me! I'd like to help if you need another medic."

Seeing her, Sarah raises her hand to show as much. She quickly finishes her impromptu pow-wow with one of the other workers before toddling quickly toward Ceireia. "You said you were a medic? From Union?"

While the other girl is quick with finishing up with another worker, Ceireia waits patiently. She nods quickly, before patting the bag at her side. "Yes, I've received medical training, and I have various supplies with me already. Is there a particular tent that needs help right now?"

The nurse's face lights up at the prospect of another medical professional--the other volunteers have been invaluable to the cause, but it was nice to have someone who was trained. "Yes, please come with me."

Bypassing those who could at least move about, she escorts Ceireia to another tent, one designated to those who had been closer to the wall. The atmosphere here is quite different, and it would seem that those who have been hit harder by the attacks were housed within this tent.

It's grim, to say the least. Men, women and children alike are among the ranks, and the staff seems a bit fried physically and mentally, although they are hard at work regardless.

Okay, so Ceireia wasn't exactly a professional, but she had received training. This was what she wanted to do, and she'd try her hardest. She had to.

She nods and quickly follows the nurse, eager to help. However, upon entering the tent, her normal attitude seems to fade a bit. This was...worse than she'd thought.

However, she forces her smile back in place. These people didn't need another person who seemed completely frazzled by the entire ordeal. A fresh, hopeful face would help lift their spirits. Or so she hoped. "Alright. Let's see what I can do. I should be set on any herbal supplies I may need, but I'll want access to extra bandages, splints and the like."

Sarah nods quickly. "Of course, of course. Anything that you might need." She does frown a bit. "We've had to get a little creative with supplies, but I'm hoping that we'll be able to get more soon..." From the sound of her voice, it would seem that they may have been stretched thin for quite some time.

"If I have to be creative, I'm sure I can find some workable solutions." Ceireia's relatively creative on her own, and she's already contemplating possible replacements for certain supplies if there are none to spare.

The way she said that didn't go unnoticed, but Ceireia gave her an encouraging smile. "I'm sure Union has plenty of spare supplies. It'll only be a matter of time before they get here, so don't worry too much."

Sarah tries to smile, but it comes off as a bit forced. "I hope so. Gigas has been attacking our supply lines directly, so what has gone through is a bit... scarce and worse for wear, I'm afraid. I hope it won't be the same for the things brought from Union. I would hate to have you come so far to have everything be ruined."

Ceireia understands that this has been a rather trying time for the people of Caldera, but if there's one thing she knows, it's that Union isn't going to let them down. "We'll push them back, whatever it takes."

"Thank you," She sighs, then smiles genuinely. "But really, I wish that we could understand one another. I don't think that's possible, though..."

"Maybe you can one day, but we need to make it through this first."

She nods. "How right you are. Will you be all right here, or do you need my help?"

"I should be alright, but if I happen to need anything, I'll let someone know."

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