[OOM] Taris, the Labyrinth, surface.

[stuck_mynock]

It's night when they emerge from the lift, with clear skies littered with stars, the majority of which are blocked out.

Up above them, casting a shadow over them, is the vast, distinctive shape of the Wyrm, engines trailingthrough its mass of tentacles, lights gleaming, sharp, spiney legs moving back and forth through the air.

Atton peers at the shape, thoughtfully.

"Well. Kriff."

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[will_scarlett]

Will nods and moves to move Atton as quickly and easily as possible when Guppy gives the sign.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton struggles, slightly, as they move him to the bed, trying to squirm away.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy instructs Will as to when to lift him, and once he's on the bed wonders whether Atton needs and can tolerate any pain relief right now.

"Atton, if you're in pain can you point to where you're hurting?"

[will_scarlett]

"Wish we knew what it was cause 'e's probably got things for takin' care o'such poisons."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton just groans and mumbles something, twisting slightly. His clothes are already starting to soak through with sweat, and he's becoming increasingly pale.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Can you get me a wet flannel please Will?" Guppy asks, wondering whether he could get Atton to drink activated charcoal, and if it would help in the slightest.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye."

He moves as quickly as he can to the cold cloth over to Guppy.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton relaxes, slightly, just for a moment, sprawling out on the bed, before he starts moving about again.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Sponge his forehead." Guppy says, digging in his bag and bringing out a device about the size of an iPod, to which he connects ECG leads to and then to Atton. He also puts a pulse oximeter on Atton's finger.

"Atton, try and rest."

[will_scarlett]

Will starts trying to cool Atton down and murmuring various comforting sounds.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The sponging seems to help, a little. Atton stops struggling for the most part, at least.

[guppy_sandhu]

"He's got a raging fever." Guppy says quietly to Will. "But we don't know what the toxin is, so all we can do is treat the symptoms."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, 'opefully its one 'e can 'andle."

[guppy_sandhu]

"In the meantime, one of us will need to sit with him at all times." Guppy says. "So give me your arm and I'll heal that gash up, then I'll need you to do the one on my front."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, course, we'll get 'im sorted."

Will pulls up his sleeve so Guppy can treat it as the cloth rests on Atton's head.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy carefully fuses the skin on Will's arm, then pulls up his bloodied shirt to reveal the three long but not too deep gashes.

"Press that button there, and run it very slowly over the wound." he says, reaching over to hold the flannel.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye."

Will takes his time since he doesn't want to hurt Guppy or make things worse.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy takes slow breaths and tries not to move whilst Will does that.

"Thanks." he says. "That'll do. Can you please prepare us some food while I keep an eye on him? Then you should get some sleep; it's going to be a long night and I'm going to need you to take over in a few hours."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, course an some tea too, will do ye good."

Then he's off deeper into the ship and soon there's the smell of food and tea.