When: Saturday, Oct. 11
Where: A perfectly ordinary home on Candlestick Maker Street
What: A VERY LARGE EXPLOSION
Who: Dr. Horrible and please would somebody save him?
Rating: PG-13
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This would not be going in his blog as Dr. Horrible's best day ever. )
Stepping over fallen glass and bits of the basement ceiling, Buffy nodded to Tex and closed the distance to Doctor Horrible. Crouching down, she noticed the shard of glass protruding from his side. "He needs medical attention as soon as possible." The blonde announced. Despite her small stature, she easily and carefully held Doctor Damsel in her arms, crossing over the cluttered floor, eyes darting up as a beam fell in front of her just a second before she flinched back with her unconscious companion. With one final glance to the other woman, to make sure she was okay, Buffy darted for the exit. Using superhuman strength, speed and agility to make it out of the basement and outside in moments.
Only when she was far enough away from the damaged building, did she stop, gently laying Doctor Horrible down on the grass. Eyes roaming over his injured form. The glass was what had her the most concerned.
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Dust billowed up around the rubble and everything was still for almost a full minute, before a sizable chunk of the building was shoved up, and a very dusty, coughing red-head pulled herself out and let the debris fall back down into place. She checked her weapons briefly, then dusted herself off by patting hard against her chest and arms (and her thighs.. say.. her right thigh hurt some. Her pants were wet.. great, she was bleeding.) She smoothed a hand to the back of her thigh and dug a finger briefly into the wound there. That was a bullet wound. Fuckingsonofabitch. But she was climbing down out of the rubble and shaking her head some to shake the dust from her hair, as she headed towards the blonde and the doctor. "So where do we find medical attention? I can keep him from dying quickly, but I can't save his life." She knew field medics, but that was it.
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Inching back to the ground near the rescued Doctor, Buffy called out, "You're okay, right?" Inwardly cringing as she'd not literally seen the other woman stick a finger into a wound. but knew the first signs that was what she was doing, though, the blonde was soon back to focusing on Doctor Damsel, and yes, he was always going to have that name from her. "We'll have to look around. I'd imagine a hospital or doctor offices would be the best place to setup a triage of sorts. I'm just too new in town to know where about that'd be. Would you know where those places might be?" Tearing the lab coat around the wound, Buffy was careful not to further aggravate the injury on him. "Saving him from dying would be very good. Don't wanna feel like possibly dying was all in vein." She joked lightly, smiling at the other woman. "It might be the only way to actually save him altogether. He needs to be a lot more stable before we move him around."
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"I'll carry him." She was taller than the petite blonde, and she was sure she was stronger. Hefting the doctor up would be no problem. "I passed a place that looked like it might be the beginnings of a temporary medical station." With some strange looking people.
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There were people beside him, he could hear voices. He tried to speak, to demand that they leave him alone - he'd be fine eventually, he healed up quick from a beating - but the effort gave way to a fit of coughing, hacking really. Flecks of blood spotted his mouth when he finally managed to stop, breathing shallowly.
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She knew now was no time for wasting precious seconds that matter in saving the man before them, so she just allowed Tex to do as she needed to do. All with a watchful eye on their unconscious helpless Doctor. What she swore could be him possibly responding by way of twitching eyelids, she also imagined it could be from nerves responding to the pain he was in.
Stepping up and giving Xena room to gather up the Doctor, she nodded. "I say we get there as soon as possible. I can run pretty fast, if you can, too. Might be better if we do." She canted her head at the sputtering of blood around his lips, "Hey, if you can hear me, just relax, okay?" A hand reached out to finally remove the goggles from off his head carefully. "We'll get you medical help. Just try and relax. You're not in such bad shape as you might feel." Buffy lied. She had no idea how bad of shape he was in.
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Noticing the reaction from the other woman as she gathered the Doctor up in her arms, Buffy would make sure the other had some medical attention when they arrived to the setup. "Right behind you." And she was. Buffy right on the heels of the other woman. Bottom of her foot hurting now that she finally realized she was sans a shoe.
"Is Canada even on a, what are they called, plate decorations?" Of course she meant plate tectonics. Yup, nice way to dismiss the Barbie tag.
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