I've got Blunt Force Head Trauma. Isn't that great!? ((Hospital Wing, Semi-Closed RP))

[beingironical]

((Warning: Linked thread contains potentially NSFW language (just the proverbial f-bomb). Closed RP for now, but there will be a thread later for anyone who wants to visit Steph that would make up an excuse tofeasibly be in the hospital wing!))

Any and all involved parties would agree that it’s been a weird coupla days for Ray Kowalski Vecchio.

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[carlaespinosa]

Cox had been gone for over two weeks, now. Over two weeks. With no word.

To put it simply, Carla hadn't been in the best mood lately. So when a guy crashed in the doors propping some kid up, she didn't exactly greet him with sunshine and puppies. But Carla was nothing if not professional.

"Did you want to place an order? Because the drive-thru's broken right now." Okay, maybe she was just a little pissy. But even as she spoke, she slid an arm around Steph and helped the girl into a bed.

Frowning, Carla pulled her stethoscope from around her neck and listened to Steph's chest. "What happened?" she demanded, glowering at Ray. Hey, pretty teenage girl gets dragged into the ER Wing looking like a punching bag? Kind of suspicious, especially when a weaselly looking guy was the one who did the dragging. She gave Ray her best 'no nonsense' look before bending over Steph, shining a light into the girl's eyes. Concussion for sure. Damn it, if this guy had hit her, Carla was going to take him out.

[beingironical]

"I'll take a cheeseburger platter, if you're offering," the kid says, actually grinning.

Ray backs off and lets the nurse (who was very much looking like she could beat him up. Was this emasculate Ray Day?) do her thing.

"Hey! That's what I'm trying to find out!," Ray says, immediately on the offensive. He whips out the badge, looking none to happy that the nurse is insinuating he's a child beater. "Chicago P.D. I found her walking to the castle, coming out of the woods. I ask what happened, she mumbles something about getting into a fight. Then she clams up."

"After I barfed on your shoes," the kid helpfully reminds him. Thanks, kid.

[carlaespinosa]

"With onion rings or fries?" Carla replied with a smile down at Steph. "Stephanie Brown, right? Almost didn't recognize you with that very attractive shiner." Fingers were probing lightly along Steph's body, doing an assessment. Carla was less with the magic and more with the actual medicine, yet, for the most part.

Grimacing as she discovered a dislocated shoulder, Carla set about making up a chart and getting Steph hooked up to an IV of pain potion. "You threw up?" she asked. "That would be the concussion talking. Which wouldn't be a bad idea, there, hon." She gave Steph a stern smile. "I need to know what happened."

Sparing Ray another look, Carla arched a brow at the badge. "Long way from home, aren't you, officer?" But she backed off a bit. Fine. A cop. "If you want to take a seat," Carla nodded to a nearby chair, "you can take her statement when I'm done." And not a second before.

[busty_robin]

"I think it makes me look like a badass," Steph said, poking said shiner lightly. Ow - bad idea. "All the cool kids are getting 'em."

Oh, pain potion. It was the greatest thing on a planet. Better than junk food, even. But - Nng. Pain potion provider wanted details. And Steph had this thing about nurses. Her mom was one, and they had built in bull shit detectors. "Nothing big. Just out, enjoying the sights of London, and stuff happened." Stuff being a crime fighting spree that included two muggings, a bar fight, and jumping into a three-on one pawn shop robbery. She should of called it a night after the bar fight, but she'd had things on her mind.

"You think I look bad, you should see the other guys," she whispered, quiet enough so that the wiry-looking blond cop who was not so discreetly hovering a bed or two away, taking his sweet time to reach the seating area, couldn't hear.

Honestly, you tell a guy to - uh oh. "I think I'm gonna barf again." She really didn't want to barf again.