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[Training]Keeping Soldiers Fighting (Dove/Felix/Michael/Yusan/Vulpesen)

Live in Light, Surf Master
Attached to the Training Facility was a mid-sized medical unit and triage centre with a half dozen bio-beds and enough supplies to deal with small wound care, icing athletic injuries and getting the occupants to a larger facility if needed. Manu Xextos had cleared out the place of any workers or staff.

He kept supplies on a hover cart: his lightsaber Nuada, a blaster, a vibroblade with the House of Xextos crest, some bandages and a collection of medicinal syringes and bacta patches. Dressed in a pure white tunic, white linen trousers his feet bare, the seven foot healer checked over some medical diagnostics on a holounit built into the wall over a bio-bed. On the projected screen, the diagnostics showed organ failure imminent, necrotic muscle fibers, brittle bones. It would take a somewhat intuned person, or a medical professional to make sense of the scans and what they showed. The first test. Were these collection of soon-to-be-medics trained in any way? Were they instinctual force healers, or doctors looking for a leg up?

Manu could train both. He waited for the class to file in, stretching his fingers one by one to get some mobility in his still scarred hands.

@[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Michael Sardun"] @[member="Felix Emer"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]
Note: Please post only once per posting cycle/order to follow with the flow of the class. Thank you! ~Lizzy
 
Yusan looked on in interest, his eyes studying the man he was looking at closely as he waited for the rest to arrive. He found this particularly useful too him, with his track record of being injured at this rate. But it mattered not now, with this training he could help those he needed to.
 
Vulpesen had come as soon as he heard that there was someone willing to train them in healing. As usual, he arrived in a timely and punctual fashion, as he hated to waste any time when it came to learning of the force. His haste was increased by the knowledge that he was tired of being wounded in combat, then being stuck under a medic's care. The next time he went out in the field, he wanted to be able to heal himself and his friends instead of praying that they made it through. His mind turned to the woman in the maze. He'd done his best to heal her, and had on succeeded in doing so through dire situation he'd been forced into as well as his readings. Now, he was finally going to have some official training. @[member="Manu Xextos"]
 
Felix arrived in the medical bay, a little hesitant as it had been so long, but ready to learn how to heal others well so he could prevent as much disaster as possible. In his time away from the force he had done some training as an OR and ER Nurse while dabbling a little bit in veterinary school, after all, he had Max to take care of.
Looking up at the holounit in the wall he gasped. Was this subject even still alive? If so, could they even be doing anything but labored breathing and taking in liquids? "Radiation poisoning..." he muttered staring at it a little longer "GOOD GOD! If this subject is still alive he needs some serious calcium and iron intake, stat! Even the slightest bump could shatter his bones!" He absent mindedly reached to pet Max, forgetting he had left him with Aditya since he seemed to have taken such a shining to her.
 
Michael was a warrior, not a healer. But he still remembered how he had been helpless during the Ossus mission, because his healing was below padawan-levels. A General was prepared for everything, so it was prudent to prepare himself for this as well.

Walking into the room he nodded to the people who had already arrived. And then walked up to Knight @[member="Manu Xextos"] and said with a smile: "Thank you for hosting this training session, I think everyone here can use your wisdom, Manu."

@[member="Felix Emer"] @Vulpesen @Yusan Fenn
 
Silence was who I was. I was completely silent as the others walked in before me. Seeing as how we were in a place where people needed to wear medical supplies I wore one of their scrubs over the top of my clothes. However, I didn't wear the booties, mask or hair net. If they wanted me to wear that then I would, but I was not going to walk in dressed like a surgeon. I wanted how to heal so if need be, an Incident with Jake wouldn't happen again. Or if someone else needed to see a doctor because of life threatening injuries. I could heal some of it to allow the person a chance to live.

I saw that a few people were already there. I could pin point a few of the people that I have met before. Seeing as people may already be talking. I stayed silent.
@[member="Michael Sardun"], @[member="Felix Emer"], @[member="Vulpesen"], @[member="Yusan Fenn"], @[member="Manu Xextos"]
 
Live in Light, Surf Master
"I'll give you my best, @[member="Michael Sardun"]. While I can."

Manu bowed his head to the men who entered, an Echani greeting for @[member="Yusan Fenn"], counting each one and feeling them out for the best way to go about training the lot. @[member="Felix Emer"] had Manu smiling, he nodded and sat down on the edge of a bio-bed, leaning an elbow on his thigh.

"Gentlemen, @[member="Vulpesen"], @[member="Dove"], we have another medical professional in our midst. Mr. Emer, in your opinion other than the nutrient drip, what can modern medicine do for a patient in such poor condition? Pick a place to get comfortable, everyone. Whether that's yanking a bio-bed, grabbing a chair, or sitting on the floor, take a few deep breaths and let go of anything else on your mind. Healing is an art which requires maximum attention. A Force User cannot parry an attack and heal the wounded at the same time. Only a Master Healer could do such things, and that is rare."

He brought one knee up onto the bio-bed and waited for the class to get comfortable. "I was a trained Physician and Temple-Trained Jedi Healer. Our first lesson is this: diagnosis. It is easy for a being to see when another is in pain. Where is that pain? Is it your own, or another's? Find the pain, localize where it is and that will help you discern whether the injury is worthy of the mental control of pain or it requires actual force healing. Throwing darts at a board blindly will do no more good than giving the enemy an exhausted healer to cut through. Precision matters.

Your present task, Gentlemen: find the most present physical pain in the room. Reach out for it, and study it. Study, but stay unattached."

Slowly the Echani let go of the coiling furls of control he had been forcing on his own pain. Layer upon layer crashed down, revealing a deep rooted physical rot from battle. There were fractures, organ damage, tissue burns, as if the deathly battle he had raged with @[member="Raien Keth"] had happened mere days ago, and somehow near death he had slunk away. His face grew tight, yet he kept his posture aloft with a singular will to teach these men before his light too faded from the skies.

"What does the pain tell you about the patient?" he whispered. The bioscans which concerned @[member="Felix Emer"] had been Manu's own. How better to teach a practical lesson than with a practical example?
 
"Yes, I wanted to get away from the force for a while but I couldn't help but want to heal people in any capacity possible. I trained as a nurse. At this point, with this level of damage I would suggest a transfusion of red blood cells or blood platelets. Potassium Iodine... depends on how long ago the exposure was, but if it was only a day ago that could help block out some absorption and the patient would essentially urinate some of the toxins out. Prussian Blue, a dye, preferably consumed in a drink of some sort will help bind some of the radioactive elements and would then be excreted out... Diethylenetriamine pentaacetic will bind to metals and again, will help with detoxing." he said to @[member="Manu Xextos"]. "Looks like with the burns the patient would need a tetanus shot as well as some cool damp clothes to cover the area. Some herbs to help support the liver and other organs wouldn't be a bad idea either. Ultimately this patient should be bed ridden."

Felix glanced around the room at the other students @[member="Dove"] @[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"], these would be his fellow healers.
wincing a little bit himself, Felix uttered "he'll die if he doesn't receive immediate medical attention."
 
Vulpesen listened intently to the words of @[member="Felix Emer"]. Much of what his fellow student said, went straight over his head. Vulpesen had learned how to be a basic medic in combat, not a doctor or a nurse. However, he too noted that this was an extremely precarious situation. "The first thing we need to do is stabilize him. Find the problems on the vital organs and keep them working. There's no point in working on the relatively little things when we have the big things flashing in our face."

Granted, Vulpesen wasn't a full born empathetic, but he could easily sense the pain rolling off of @[member="Manu Xextos"]. Calling upon the force, he called what materials from Emer's list into his arms. As he finished, he held the clothes, Prussian Blue, and the Potassium Iodine. He wasn't a botanist so he wouldn't be much for picking out the correct herbs, and he highly doubted he could even say Diethylentriamine pentaacetic without several practice runs. @[member="Dove"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]
 
Live in Light, Surf Master
OOC: The others can feel free to catch up.

Manu sat back on the biobed and watched @[member="Felix Emer"] and @[member="Vulpesen"] bustle around. It did well for them that they worked as a team and searched for solutions in what they had on hand. The Army would be in good hands, given some extra training.

"Stabilization is right. We're in luxury here, we have supplies and time. On the field you won't. Gentlemen, put yourself into your connection with the Force. Use the Light to discern where this pain is, and whose it is. Once you know the nature of the pain and diagnosis, you can control pain. You must do this. You must start with controlling the pain. A calm patient is one you can aide, a flailing patient, or one overcome with pain, well. . . they're not great."

Manu chuckled, coughing a bit, but held solid. "It also works on sadists. Nothing they hate more than losing their pain. This is how a healer can make a difference against some of the more decrepit powers of the Sith."
 
I... I'm not very good at using the force... I've avoided it for so long.... perhaps it has aided my nursing abilities, but I'm no good at it, Sir." @[member="Manu Xextos"] Felix said sheepishly, glancing around at the others.

Closing his eyes he concentrated, focusing on trying to use the force for the first time in years. His first years as a padawan flooded back in a flash of memory. His first master smiled at him, placing a hand on his shoulder. Felix felt for the wall and stabilized himself. He kept concentrating as a flood of dull pain rushed through his body his eyes flashed open and he stared at Manu, mouth agape for a second before he realized it was open and closed it for fear of being rude.

"You... How are you... I can't...." he stuttered.
 
Vulpesen sighed and focused himself on @[member="Manu Xextos"]. @[member="Felix Emer"] may not have been a large practitioner of the force, but Vulpesen had immersed himself in its power for twelve years of constant training. He quickly found the pain of the echani and worked to quell it. This was the difficult part, but he had some practice in influencing the mind. He was a theorist and thus applied one of his many theories, working on the pain slowly as he washed it away, hiding it from the teacher's mind. Some things were too big to remove, but they could be hidden.

Vulpesen continued his technique for a little longer before stepping forward to study the screens and see where the most damage was coming from. He wasn't sure how Xextos was alive, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was the fact that he was.
 

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