Mantrin Imperial Guard - Pilot Episode - 001 Darkening Sky

Chapter 8: Eclipse

After maneuvering the stretcher with Kryssah's unconscious body in the empty space next to the fixed beds, Moa touched the controls of the interface of the equipment integrated into the wall to bring up the full body scanner built into the floor. This supported the antigrav stretcher so the systems that kept it afloat could turn off. It also surrounded the bed with an advanced scanning and monitoring system to keep track of the patient's vital signs.

With the scanner locking on to Kryssah's bodily functions, the screens and controls built into the wall near her head sprung to life. Guided by chimes and beeps they began to display charts of heart rate, respiratory rate and blood flow as well as providing detailed insight into various other parameters. After running a full scan, a large diagram of her entire body appeared on the largest monitor.

"She looks stable for now, but she's lost a lot of blood," Salu concluded, after studying the readings. "There're signs of dehydration as well."

"I'll start by removing her clothes, doctor."

Salu smiled.

"Call me Salu, Moa. You're more than just my assistant. Let's get into something more sterile first."

She smiled back before following him to the small storage room in the back. It was hard not to like Salu. He was rather complimentary. Sympathetic too as she would expect from someone with his profession. She started by bonding her signature chestnut brown Fjetanha hair, split into two tails, into knots using hairbands. She then covered it up with a hairnet, especially designed for her, even taking care of her ears with the little tufts of fur at the tips.

The rest of the procedure was standard. Decontaminate the hands. Put on a surgical scrub over the standard duty uniform. Put on gloves. Put on a mask that covered their beaks. After loading a cart with all the necessary equipment, they walked back to the table where Kryssah was still lying in her motionless state.

Doing as she said, she grabbed a pair of scissors and started cutting through the tough but flexible fabric of the Imperial Guard uniform from the bottom up as Salu prepared a mild sedative, in case she woke up. After that he applied the hand-held tissue regenerator to treat the wound on her head first.

"The left arm looks broken. That'll require regenerative treatment."

Moa nodded. Exposing Kryssah's chest as she did not wear anything underneath the shirt, her whole torso was covered with small and large cuts and bruises, which had bled only recently.

"I'll remove the pants too. Her right leg doesn't look good. That down there on her thigh looks like some kind of burn mark."

"Proceed. I'll take a look."

As she continued to cut and remove clothing, dumping the stained rags into the garbage container attached to the surgical cart, Salu progressed his treatment of their patient's visible injuries. In the meantime, Kryssah did not wake up. Her breathing and pulse were on the weak side of the spectrum but steady according to the monitor. With the last part of blood-stained clothing removed she was now completely nude.

Placing her heavy muscular legs in a position that would not be uncomfortable after a longer period of time, with her tail in between, she put the scissors back on the cart and exchanged them for a cleaning cloth. Soaking it in a bowl filled with a saline solution first she wringed it out and began to clean up the blood around the wounds that had received treatment. There was not much they could do about the bruises that marred her otherwise smooth skin. But Kryssah was a young woman. Strong and in the prime of her life. Her body would heal these on its own.

"This is rather curious," Salu remarked, as he applied the tissue regenerator to the unusual spot on Kryssah's right thigh for the second time to no avail.