Moonhawk 2 - The Blackcrow

Chapter 46 - Just Like A Captain

Nearly a week had passed, and Dr. Jouly was sitting at her desk, scratching her head at the notes that were before her. The blood tests came back no less than 20 hours after sending off the blood sample; revealing a corona-viral infection that stems from Saros' lymphatic system, so she prescribed some antiviral medication for him. However, even if Saros was now put on a course of Virocillin, a powerful oral antiviral medication, no progress was visible.

Suddenly, unexpected for the tan-colored doctor, a klaxon goes off, alerting Dr. Jouly that someone had pressed the emergency call button in their room, next to their bed. She could see on the control panel next to her desk which room in which ward pressed the call, and she immediately noted that it was Saros'.

"Oh Lua's grace...!" She said to herself in a slight panic as she jumped up and rushed out of her office.

Dr. Jouly's mind was swimming with high worry as she hurried as fast as she could to Saros' room to check on him. What if he had gotten worse? What if the infection had caused his condition to go critical? She couldn't stop thinking about it as she ran over to the doorway. The sight that met her when she reached the wizard's room was both perplexing and relieving. Dr. Jouly's heart was about to crash from worry, but to see Saros sitting up in bed, looking relatively alright at first was okay...

"Doctor...? S-Something's wrong..." Saros' hoarse voice called out. Dr. Jouly approached him, asking him if he was alright. He had pressed the call button on the side of his bed for a reason, after all. As she approached the jasper-colored wizard, he lifted his claws up and tried to focus his magic with them, but all that happened was one spark of red, and nothing more. "... My magic! I c-can't use it any more!"

All at once, Dr. Jouly began to feel grave concerns rise in her thoughts. This must mean that the viral infection is not impacted by anything, not even Saros' own immune system. She started to think about it, and suddenly a thought jumped in her mind. "Saros? This is an urgent matter, but I may need to borrow your library. I can't cure you unless I know exactly what could help you."

Saros felt slightly angered. People encroaching on his library like this... he didn't want this. Deeply knowing that the only way he could get cured would be to find out how to beat this wizard sickness. So, he decided to comply.

"Okay..." He allowed her with a cracking voice. "Just promise me one thing, doctor: If you find anything personal in my library which doesn't have to do with your actual research, keep them a secret."

"Of course. I promise, Saros." Dr. Jouly said surely, putting her hand to her heart as a gesture of honesty to the red wizard. Saros accepted it with slight insecurity and nodded in return. Dr. Jouly stepped back and away from Saros' bed, carefully making sure he was alright before she moved to walk out the room. Saros watched her walk out, every step through his blurry exhausted visor. It was only until Dr. Jouly stepped out of the room that he gave a sigh.

"... I just hope that she doesn't have to face..." He mumbled sleepily before the wizard flopped back onto the pillow and blacked out on the hospital bed again. He didn't get to finish the thought to himself at least.

Dr. Jouly was making her way to the Blackcrow, thinking about things, when she accidentally crossed paths with a familiar family of beans. Captain Hawk, Commander Moon and Starla were all talking in the corridor as Captain Hawk was preparing his luggage to take with him on the trip to the Space Station Gunamore.

"Oh! Hello there, Dr. Jouly!" Commander Moon softly spoke as she turned to see Dr. Jouly walking over to them. While she was on a mission to help Saros, an idea jumped into her mind as she approached Captain Hawk and his family.

"Hello there, Commander Moon and Captain Hawk." She politely greeted them as she caught a small breather to herself. Starla was the first to speak afterwards, worried about Saros, of course.