Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20181001230640/@comment-28358106-20181012022025

(S9/Jorge)  As the portal opens, all heads snap to the sound. Before Thomas can say anything, the group comes through the portal, and the room, while sizable, rapidly approaches an uncomfortable capacity.

Rita has cast her spell, and Brad has handed his potion to Kioshi, before Thomas can react. His dumbfounded expression had quickly faded into red-faced rage at the intrusion, but he manages to control himself---but only just---when he sees that they mean well, and came with supplies. Even so, he doesn't bother greeting them. The time to work on Tirush is rapidly dwindling, and the tension in the air is palpable.

"Put those there, next to the others!" Thomas barks to Baku, pointing to the corner next to the silk towels and heated water. "And get out of the operating room!  You, and you!  Out!"

He points to Kittycut and Brad respectively, then to Leorio. "And you, get out!"

The effects of the sleeping magic appear to be working on Tirush, but it's immediately apparent to both Maria and Rita that their magic, while potent, is wholly inadequate---it's as if they are trying to put a much, much larger creature to sleep, and their arcanum is simply soaked in and dried up, as if they were trying to fill a well with water one bucketful at a time.

Regardless, between her body losing so much blood and being deprived of a great deal of oxygen, the sleep magic works, and she slows and goes limp, the last moan leaving her pale lips.

"Thomas, we can't work on her with her on the floor," Cosette says, still rapidly weaving her web, forming a kind of network of bandages around parts of Tirush's body. "I'm going to have to suspend her so she can drain prop---"

There is a black gash in the air, and a deep thrum fills the room. A dark portal opens, and through it steps Simonelle, walking backwards. She is pulling a large, complicated medical machine on wheels, and behind it, a Raiju in a nurse's uniform is helping push it. The portal closes, and Simonelle staggers to a halt as she almost bumps into Brad the other group. She wheels around.

"Who the blazes are you?  Stand aside!" She snaps.

"Jorge, for the gods' sakes, get these people out of this room, or we won't have room to operate!" Thomas says, reaching the limit of his patience.