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A cabinet outside the Great Hall begins to shake, issuing what sound like muffled cries. At this point, a loud explosion, like that of a revolver being fired, is heard throughout the corridor as the doorknob is shot clean off the cabinet and a bullet ricochets off the walls, finally embedding itself into the left eye of a statue portraying a pompous looking young wizard. It is at this time that a haggard, emaciated looking Mal Reynolds falls out of the cabinet with a thud, muttering nonsensically and looking at one time both lost and pissed.

Date: 2006-02-23 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] perfect-company.livejournal.com
Inara was on her way to dinner in the Great Hall when he heard a gunshot. Ducking instinctively, she peered around the corner to see Mal tumble out of the cabinet. Inara runs up to him. "Mal! Are you all right?" She runs her hands over him, making sure he is okay. When she feels confident that nothing is bleeding or broken, her worry turns to anger. "What were you doing in there? Aren't you a little old to be playing hide-and-seek? You could have killed someone with that gun!"

Date: 2006-02-23 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] z-warriorwoman.livejournal.com
*Zoe, just back from sorting strides up, looks at the captain, looks at the one-eyed statue.* "Statue give you trouble sir?"

Date: 2006-02-23 06:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] perfect-company.livejournal.com
"You're back in Hogwarts, Mal. Look, see? The Great Hall's just over there."

Date: 2006-02-23 06:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] perfect-company.livejournal.com
"Mal!" Inara bends down and tries to help him up. Turning to Zoe, she shouts, "Find a doctor, quick!"

((Would you like Mal to end up in the hospital wing? It should get very interesting over there.))

Date: 2006-02-24 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] estebanmd.livejournal.com
Dr Maturin arrives as quickly as possible, in answer to the owl Inara sent. He wastes no time on courtesy, merely nodding to Inara as he kneels next to the still and prostrate Mal. Checks to make sure there is a pulse. Evaluates the fallen captain rapidly but thoroughly.

Finally he stands up. "He has a head wound, fairly shallow, probably not serious in itself. What concerns me is possible internal trauma to the brain -- a concussion. I do not expect it to be very severe, but I cannot say for certain until he returns to consciousness, which return we should at least attempt to effect."

His ever-so-scientifically-advanced method of doing this is to pour some brandy from a flask into Reynolds' mouth. It splashes over his face.

Date: 2006-02-24 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] estebanmd.livejournal.com
Stephen patiently mopped the brandy off his face. "At least he did briefly regain consciousness," he said, looking on the bright side. "It is a common belief that a concussed patient should be kept constantly alert, but I have not found it to be accurate. He will need to rest, and if the pressure becomes worse, I can certainly perform a trephination should it be necessary. Of course, there may be some magical mediwizard skill that I do not know, that would prevent us from reaching such a pass," he added, a bit disappointed at the thought of missing out on a trephination. "Any road, he needs to be taken to the infirmary, I think, and forcibly rehydrated."

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