thearena | to see if i still bleed

Who| Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson, and OPEN
What| Make-shift infirmary for Avengers, allies, or anyone else who stumbles across them
Where| One of the science labs
When| Week 1, all throughout the arena
Warnings/Notes| Injuries and such within, will update with others as needed. If you'd like a thread with Bruce or Sam or both, feel free to specify!

It didn't take long for the idea of rigging up some kind of makeshift infirmary to get brought up. With everyone's powers back, there's a high likelihood of this getting messy, really fast. Especially after Steve already getting injured that bad at the Cornucopia.

Thanks to Sif, they actually have a medical kit, and the sterile white room of the laboratory they've set up in is far from the worst surroundings that either of them have given medical attention in.

Both of them aren't always there, but chances are at least one of them will be, to help out with any injuries their allies might sustain. Or anyone else who gets through whatever puzzles lead up to the laboratories, and however many of those allies might be hanging around.

Threaded | Flat

Sam hadn't asked too many details when he'd heard that Banner had experience giving medical attention to people, just mentioned that he was technically still a nationally registered paramedic and offered to help however he could. He'd been more focused on getting things set up at the time, but now that things are more or less settled, he's curious.

"I was pararescue," he comments, leaning his hip against one of the lab tables. "I didn't know you were that kind of doctor, though."

Even if he's injured and down one ring, Haruto is not about to just lie down and give up on this whole arena thing. This is not enough to make him lose hope. He has been, he assures himself as he tries to ignore the pain in his hand and right arm, through worse than this. Besides, he doesn't need a right arm to fight. Enough kicks will solve whatever problems he comes across, right? It is probably not wise that he has just jammed the Driver On ring on his mostly-useless right hand, but he needs it there if he's going to transform and do anything at all useful. At least it's not likely to slide off, with the way his fingers are swelling... So he's exploring, keeping as low a profile as he can as he works out the layout of this place.

It's in the course of this exploring that he stumbles across this makeshift infirmary. Startled to find someone in there, he tenses and starts to edge away from the doorway, ready to bolt if they seem hostile.

Venus had patched him up soundly with her abilities, but it was just the organic stuff and that was only half the problem. He'd be dead without Venus, but continuing to live was putting a strain on his systems; systems they'd 'patched' by tying wires and tubes off that shouldn't be tied in the first place. He had work-arounds, but they weren't supposed to last long term.

This led him to seeking out the labs he'd passed on one of their supply runs one time. He'd told his companions he wasn't going to go far, that he was just scoping out the area (something that made sense since he could escape a bad situation easiest) but he'd definitely gone a lot further than 'not too far.' Al would be mad if or when he found out...Jet'd deal with that later. For now, he had puzzles and riddles to concentrate on.

It was actually kind of fun, puzzles had always been a source of entertainment for him and it made him grin like a kid on Christmas when he got them right. Plus, getting them right at last granted him access to the lab...which was where he found the little makeshift hospital.

"Hey, fancy running into you here."

So, Nitou had accidentally killed a dude with whatever was in those syringes he'd gotten. Even though it was too late now, finding out what was in his remaining syringe seems like a good idea. Important somehow, like it might give him a sense of closure, because he feels so guilty over killing poor Gary like that, he'd like to know exactly what he did.

So he's warily poking around the science labs, hoping he can find some sort of science-thing that can magically analyze a syringe of...stuff. He's not too quiet about it, and he's pretty close to the infirmary. He's either bad at hiding, or he doesn't care about it.

Sif had just more or less dumped the crate from the cornucopia on Bruce and told him to do with it as he pleased, she couldn't keep dragging the thing around after all and if he was going to be more or less stationary he may as well keep it. She kept the knife and the screw driver on her person though, since they were the closest things to weapons that she had.

After a time she returned to check how things were going, carefully entering the room, both weapons ready in case someone other than her friends was in there.

For Bruce

General open bumbling in for whoever?

Technically for Bruce, but Sam is def welcome

Someone please help this wizard with science

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