Nightshift 50 - M1-M10 Hallway

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Like Dean was supposed to believe the whole beaming down crap was supposed to be all for their benefit. You wanted to help someone, you didn't kidnap them from their homes - or friggen time machines like the Doctor - and then offer them great food and a pat on the head like that made it a-okay.

Whatever it was, this wasn't from the goodness of the

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Re: M7

[human_sponge]

Peter was more or less oblivious as to what the boy was fidgeting about, but he figured that asking would just make things worse. They had a job to do here, and so he was going to focus on that instead. When it came to helping people and possible paramedic work, Peter could get pretty serious, and so he didn't hesitate to draw toward the bed.

"Yeah, that's fine," he responded, slightly distracted as he started to move his flashlight over the pile. "The more of an idea I have of what's up there, the better." And it seemed to be a pretty good variety, at that.

A lot of it wasn't very helpful (such as the allergy pills, anti-bacterial medication, and there was even some diabetes medication), but there were a good deal of pain pills to choose from. Peter first grabbed for the morphine, then the Vicodin, and also snatched up the Oxycodone, Ibuprofen, Robaxin, and aspirin for instances where the pain wasn't as severe. All were set to the side as he sorted through it.

And, as an afterthought, he also grabbed the bottles of Xanax, Valium, and Seroquel. While most people here weren't insane or even necessarily depressed, he imagined that anxiety and panic attacks were common enough that it would be good to have that stuff on hand.

"These are for pain," he said, motioning the boy over so that he could watch and learn. "These kinds are especially helpful," he continued as he pointed to the Vicodin and the morphine, "but the others will do in a pinch." Then he pointed to the pile of anti-anxiety medication. "These are for if people are emotionally distressed. We shouldn't just be handing them out to anyone, but we might want to get some more just in case."

They were still going to need to get their hands on bandages and burn ointment, but this was a good start. It was better than Peter had expected, and while stopping the pain wasn't going to save someone's life, it would certainly make it a little easier for them to bear their wounds until they got some proper medical attention. Or healing, as the case might be.

Re: M7

[mitase]

Hanatarou quickly moved over at the gesture, feeling pleased that not only did Peter know what he was looking at, some of it was actually useful. A lot of it wasn't, apparently, but he'd done something right (for once) and picked up some good things. He stared at the indicated bottles, trying to memorize the labels on them (why did humans have to give such strange names to their medicines?) so he could remember which ones to point out to Sakura later. She needed to know this, too.

"Okay," he agreed, bobbing a small nod. Alleviating pain would be a good thing, and medicine to calm upset people would also be helpful. It wasn't quite shinten, but he didn't have that anyway. "So we want more of those and not the rest?"

Re: M7

[human_sponge]

When Peter caught wind of the way Hanatarou was studying the labels on the pill bottles, he realized that it would probably be a lot for someone who didn't even know about modern medicine to remember. "Maybe I should write these down in your journal for you," he suggested, hoping that he wouldn't be offending the boy by offering to help. "The names are kind of tricky, and you might as well have a reference just in case." Peter was planning to always be around to answer any questions, but there was always a chance that something would come up.

"But yeah, the rest is for if you've got a cold or a stomach ache or something like that. I don't think that happens too often here, so we don't really need to worry about it." With how good the food was here, it wasn't as if they needed to be concerned about food poisoning, for instance. And he just didn't hear people coughing and sniffling all that often. If some epidemic did spring up somehow, at least he now knew what medicine was available to them. They could deal with it then.

Re: M7

[mitase]

"Oh! That would be... helpful. Thank you." Hanatarou wouldn't have even thought to be offended by the suggestion, and was thrilled to have someone who actually knew help him out. He bobbed a nod and retrieved his journal from the desk drawer, flipping through the pages until he got to an empty one before offering it to Peter with a shy, hopeful-looking smile.

"I was working with, ah, Sakura-san about the medicines, and I think she'd like the information too. Er. I don't know... if you know her. But I think... the more people who know, the better?" He hoped, at least. He and Sakura didn't know these medicines, and he hadn't asked Kibitoshin or Tsukasa. "And... if those are the only ones we need, it'll be easier to gather."

Re: M7

[human_sponge]

When the journal was offered, Peter went ahead and leaned over to open the drawer and pull out a pen as well. He probably should have thought to carry his own around, but it wasn't like Hanatarou had a shortage of them. That was the one thing the institute seemed to offer them in excess, other than food.

Flipping out to an empty page, he started to copy down the names of the medicines, making one column for pain medicine and one for anxiety, doing his best to rank the names from heavy-duty to mild. He realized he'd also have to explain dosages at some point, but that could probably wait for another time. They only had so much time tonight.

"That name doesn't ring a bell, no," he remarked when a Sakura was brought up. But if someone else wanted this information, then he figured he might as well write out two lists while he was at it, and so he continued to scribble. "If we can stock up on all of this stuff, we should be in good shape. Or better shape, at least. We're still going to need some more bandages."

Re: M7

[mitase]

Hopefully Sakura would be pleased about being saved however much time it would have taken to look up medications in the library upstairs, though... Hanatarou still planned to check that place out, too, as soon as he could. There had to be all kinds of interesting information in there, though spending a night trying to read by flashlight couldn't be fun. Assuming that he had a working light, which he didn't, so he'd probably have to just grab some books and read them in his room during dinner or something.

"I have some bandages," he replied, thoughtfully tugging at the strap of his healer's bag. A large amount of the bandages that he had were in there, after all, but he had extra for restocking-- should he need to, though he hadn't yet. "But we should probably get as much as we can, to share with everyone else." And Peter hadn't brought a bag or pillowcase with him, that Hanatarou could see, and they were probably going to need that.

The healer hesitated for a moment, then gave an inward sigh and moved over to his roommate's bed. He was pretty sure Sora hadn't taken his pillowcase, but if nothing else, they could always take one of the sheets and fold it into a bundle. That would get them a lot of supplies, wouldn't it? And if they timed it right they'd just appear back in their rooms with it in the morning without having to carry it, but... where would he keep all that? Under the bed, maybe....

Re: M7

[human_sponge]

Once the lists were written out, Peter yanked the paper out of Hanatarou's journal and then tore it in half, so that there was one for him and one for his friend. "Here you go," he said, handing both pieces to the boy and then setting both journal and pen back down on the desk. With that taken care of, it looked like they were pretty much ready to go.

"Yeah, the more bandages we have, the better," he agreed. That was one thing that you could pretty much never have enough of, as far as he was concerned. He also realized it would have been nice if they could have stockpiled some ice from one of those fridges, but there was no way to keep that in a room unless they found a cooler and managed to shove it into a closet without a nurse noticing. Which seemed unlikely, to say the least.

As he watched Hanatarou move over to the other bed, Peter could more or less guess what he was getting at. He followed after him, eyeing the pillow that still had its case. He considered just grabbing for it, but decided it would be better to ask. "Do you think your roommate would mind if I took that? It should be replaced by morning, anyway." That was the pattern he'd noticed, at least. And the more storage space they had, the better.

Re: M7

[mitase]

Hanatarou offered Peter a smile that was the closest thing to 'cheerful' he could manage. In just a few minutes the man had given him more valuable information than he'd found in one time since arriving at this place, and hadn't tried to make himself sound superior because he knew it and Hanatarou didn't. Maybe Peter was getting something out of it, since the shinigami would be showing him where supplies could be found, but still? It was very nice indeed.

He tucked the lists and journal carefully in his drawer, reminding himself to give one copy to Sakura in the morning before he moved on. "I had to, ah, use ripped sheets as bandages for the first little while," he agreed, picking up the pillow and staring at it for a moment as he tried to decide whether or not Sora would be unhappy about him taking it. Probably not? He was pretty sure.

"Ah, I... I'm pretty sure he wouldn't?" Hanatarou hesitated a moment longer before turning and offering the pillow to Peter. "I think, well, if he wanted it he would've... taken it with him. Before. And, and he might not even notice. If it's back later."

Re: M7

[human_sponge]

Ripped sheets probably worked in a pinch, but so did a ripped piece of shirt or pant leg. It would definitely be better if they could get more of the real deal, but he could understand the kid's point nonetheless. "I guess we'll see what we can find," he remarked, hoping that they would get lucky even though he knew that was hardly ever the case here.

It looked like Hanatarou was working off of the same logic as he was. There was a good chance the kid's roommate wouldn't even notice that the pillowcase was gone. Taking the pillow, he stripped it off its case and then draped it over his shoulder, figuring he would do well to keep his hands as free as possible.

Sam's gun was still safely wedged into the elastic of his pants, so Peter grabbed up his shovel and flashlight again before turning back to Hanatarou with raised eyebrows. "You ready to go?" He figured he'd let him lead the way, seeing how he was the one who knew where he was going. Peter didn't plan on being less than a step or so behind him, though. He got the feeling the boy wasn't all that good in a fight.

Re: M7

[mitase]

"Right. Um. Okay." After a brief, uncertain pause Hanatarou gave a small smile and turned to retrieve the pillowcase off his bed as well, folding it neatly without thinking and tucking it into the waistband of his pants. Hopefully what they did find was worth it, though really, any supplies could be potentially useful here. You never knew what someone might want to trade.

At the question he started to nod, then gave a nervous laugh and shook his head. "Er, one thing." He quickly turned and moved to the closet, pulling out his sword from the back corner. It likely wouldn't be all that useful to him even if they did get into a fight, but he didn't feel right going out without it. "Ah, ready," he said, sliding the fake Hisagomaru into place at his waist before heading to the door. It looked like Peter was waiting for him to go first, so he might as well.

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