Protecting the camp (D2 Night)

[Kannon]

[Average Coordination w/ Challenge or you lacerate hands.]

[Lydia Storm]

"Stop! Don't touch it!" Lydia shouted as the other person ran towards the creature, as much in pain as in anger.

[Bernard Martikova]

Bern slumps on the ground, exhausted from the experience, but manages to stabilize himself long enough to turn off his shield. Taking a few long breathes, he moves over to the beast to take it off his little brother.

"See, shotgun. Loud. Brings people over." He chuckles to Lydia, her wounds looking about as bad as he was feeling.

[Kannon]

[See above for anyone who touches the spinehound with bare hands. Also, anyone who wants to know more about the beast can still roll Education. Advantages for more info.]

[Lydia Storm]

Taking a moment to catch her breath, Lydia moved over to where the beast was.

"Shut up. Sharp hide, don't lift it. You'll hurt yourself, or worse, and we don't know what this is or what its fluids might do."

She winced a moment, but stood up straight and turned over her weapon.

"Leverage it up with weapons. He can crawl out."

[Bernard Martikova]

She let her take the lead on that, being the expert and all, and moved to help offer leverage, turning back on his shield as he attempted to lift it up as best he could with those instructions.

[Kannon]

[XP Rewards for the fight: Lydia 15, Martikova Bros 10 each, Efren 5]

[Hadrian Martikova]

While the creature was on top of him he thought back to what on earth it was. It looked so familiar...

Education with a raise due to Declaration | A mind well seeded is a garden well tended. | What is this thing again?: 2eA+1eP+1eS+3eD 1 success, 1 threat

[Kannon]

The sense of utmost familiarity must have originated from overwhelming physical closeness, but Hadrian, being a businessperson, heard of something similar. A spinehound, a beast bred on special order from Bene Tleilax, vicious and violent, but ciuld be imprinted to follow and never harm one person. CHOAM ur-Director Malina Aru had a pair as bodyguards, or leverage in her business dealings.

[Threat to Strain]

[Hadrian Martikova]

As they lift the beast off of him he shimmies out minding the pointy ends. He stood up with some effort breathed then grabbed his gun. He was totally winded, and Lydia looked bad. "I... can... whoo." He breathed. "I can help. Just gimme a minute."

[Kannon]

Lydia needed a medic, and fast. Just then, Dominic, Eileen, Sinsei, Ambrose and Cuyler reached the gory battleground.

[Ambrose Pantazis]

Ambrose came jogging up, pistol in hand, "What the hell's going on? We heard gunshots back at base camp."

[Hadrian Martikova]

As soon as he sees Ambrose he'll wave him over. "She's... hurt badly." He'll point to the monster. "Pretty sure this is a Spinehound, like %99.99 sure. Bene Tleilax are here, and my guess is there may be a handler nearby."

He'll breathe. "I can assist, I've got some medical experience." He'll say in regards to Lydia.

[Lydia Storm]

Once the leveraging of the creature enough for Hadrian was done Lydia moved away pulling her gun back with her to let the creature fall to the ground. She doubled over after that, her gun falling to the floor. She took a few long deep breaths, then shouted at the ground before picking it back up and standing, tossing the gun onto her back.

"Give me some bandages and I'll be fine."

[Efren Lanville]

Efren had heeded the warning of Lydia and had helped prop up the animal instead.

He heard the opinion of Hadrian and a look of concern took over his features.

[Ambrose Pantazis]

A doubtful look on Ambrose's face met Lydia's request, "Listen, I'm not going to force you to let me take care of you, but you're pretty banged up and it's go time. I don't think you've had a chance to hear, but we are T-minus as soon as everyone's in place to launch on assault on the cartel encampment. Which includes a rescue mission now as well. We need everyone at their best, so give me a no-shit assessment of your condition."

He waited patiently for her answer while pulling out a medkit.

[Lydia Storm]

There was a deep breath at that, and the girl clenched her fists.

"The thing nearly bit me in half. I'm bleeding heavily, but bandaging that and I'll survive enough to scout the area and ensure there are no others of this thing around."

[Ambrose Pantazis]

"Good enough. Martikova, give me a hand here." He set out a prep pad and dumped out his supplies, getting to work on Lydia. "Yeah, this is a nasty one." Figuring Lydia wasn't as delicate as Sinsei, Ambrose used the caustic clotting agent to quickly stop her blood loss.

He quickly found where the creature's bite had pierced her torso and caused a pneumothorax. Despite the layman's term 'puncture lung', it wasn't any damage to the lung that was concerning, it was the air that'd founds its way between the chest wall and the lung. This pocket of air pushed against the lung and kept it from doing it's job. The wound wasn't immediately fatal, but it must've been hell for her to move around with all the pressure in her chest. A quick needle poke to let the air out and some staples to make sure it wouldn't open back up and that problem was dealt with.

There was still plenty of other injuries over her body from the attack.

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Statement: "Keep calm and trust your training."

D2, Night, Protecting the Camp, Medicine on Lydia, Boost from Hadrian Aid: 3eP+1eB+2eD 2 successes

4 Wounds healed

D2, Night, Protecting the Camp, Medicine on Lydia for Critical 33: 3eP+1eD 2 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph

Critical healed
1 Strain healed
1 Wound healed by Triumph (Don't know if two ranks of Surgeon would improve to 3 Wounds healed?)

[Kannon]

[I'll allow the maximum option.]

And then Paul and Razar also joined them. The Atreides heir assessed a situation, then spoke.

"Good job. A spinehound is an excessive measure for a recon, insufficient for an attack, as you have just proven. I assume if they could strike us harder or test us more subtly, they would have already. Something is constraining them, and that's good news for us, because it means we can claim initiative and our plan can work."

He would take the time to explain the results of the staff meeting to everyone involved and check their willingness to play their part.

[Hadrian Martikova]

"Good enough. Martikova, give me a hand here."

"Right." He nodded and got to work. He hadn't had to play nurse in quite a while but with mending farm injuries comes a proficiency for puncture wounds. He knew what Ambrose needed before he said it, and anticipated his needs like an old pro.

Though he was a little shocked that none of the other military guys had spread out to find tracks or trace the handler. Then Paul emerged and some of his previously lost hope had returned. The plan wasn't a bad one as far as he could hear. At least he hadn't heard any further mention of incorporating animals into their battle strategy. 'Crazy enough to work,' might be acceptable in one of his schlocky pleasure reads, but in the real world the only acceptable response should be 'are you nuts?!'

As he listened he cooled down. Which at least got his breathing under control, and heart rate below 100bpm.

Cool Down: 2eP+1eA 2 successes, 1 advantage

Snip

"Works for me," Even if a part of him really wished he could ride in guns blazing and save Laila. This isn't a shitty novel and he's expendable, "I know a few survivalist tricks. We can set the ground with makeshift traps and hamper any force that comes our way."

This is as good a time as any he figured.

"We might have an advantage when harassing our enemies. I collected quite a bit of sap from the trees. The stuff plays havoc on electronics and might very well short out shields. We can have the teams dip their knives in the stuff then give slow-tipping a try. And should our team prepare the grounds, I wonder if ground spikes might achieve something similar."