Icer, in her hatchling form and enjoying a steak in the inn's kitchen, perked her ears. So far she just had heard the words "help" and "Mira" clearly. Vinny, who had given Icer the meal, stuck his head out of the kitchen.

"What's going on out here?"

"Mira is gravely injured. An ambulance is on the way, but she needs help now!" Alicia explained short and to the point.

Sivanna, the cleric, slid in noiselessly through the back door, tiredly winding her champagne locks into a loose braid. She let out a soft sigh and tossed Shyl o Pas Tandros onto the bar top before her attention was caught by Alicia's words. A blonde brow ticked upward.

"My magic did not seem to work in healing her! This way!" Alicia turned to bolt outside the door, but not so fast as to lose Vinny from her sight.

"Wait, what was that about someone injured?" Dr. Savaris's Hippocratic instinct kicked into overdrive as he swerved around the tables to the doorway.

"Who's hurt??"

Vinny shook his head and headed out at a trot to make sure Mira would make it until the ambulance would get there. Icer took a running leap for Vinny's shoulder. Vinny heard the hatchling take off and paused long enough for her to land on his shoulder before he resumed his run.

Alec, the journeyman walked along the road towards the tavern when he heard a familiar voice exclaim that Mira was hurt. He broke into a mad dash to the scene where Mira lay broken on the ground.

"Damn....what happened?"

"I found her like this." Alicia, having returned in time to hear Alec's question, answered Alec. "There is something off about her blood....I can smell something, but I can't quite pinpoint it, so don't touch her with bare hands to be safe." She held up her bloodied gloves. "I'm going to have these analyzed by the doctors."

Steel irises of the cleric darted between Vinny and Alicia, stunned, before she followed the commotion outside, her feet numb. The cleric's eyes landed on a crowd forming out front, and she caught only a glimpse of a stained shoe. It was then that she heard the journeyman's familiar voice. She moved behind him, making a numb hand reach for his back.

"Alec...?" The selective obliviousness in her voice was evident.

Vinny, realizing there were a lot of people out there now, stayed towards the edge. He could heal, but it wasn't his strong suit.

"I'm a doctor....let me see her." The red eyes looking up to Alicia belonged to Dr. Savaris.

"My gloves and boots were contaminated." Alicia pointed to her gloves on the ground. "I did not come in contact with it rather my skin didn't."

"Xo'al ulu kl'ae faer ulu ser ilta stabilized....Usstan h'ros risk natha physical procedure hwuen il cas ulu l' ER." Dr. Savaris responded to the elfess before he pulled a cell phone from his jacket pocket and flipped it open. Mira's heart rate was fast and stuttered, her breathing shallow. He pressed the speed dial button zero and looked over to Alicia. "Don't be so sure....that ambulance is going to have two passengers. I'm not screwing around if this is a drow poison we're dealing with. As for your gear....I'll make sure the paramedics properly bag it when they arrive."

Sivanna held her breath and experienced a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach at the drow's request, but she nodded nevertheless. A slow incantation, and she invoked the wild magic necessary to send a meager first aid spell Mira's way; the enchantment would do nothing for the injuries; only work to provide fluids and offset the tachycardia with a non-physical carotid massage. She felt Mira's heart react almost instantly, and as intended and hoped for. That was the best effort she could make, and she would pay for it soon. She then gained the most unfathomable expression as she took another step back in silence.

Icer's muscles twitched. She wanted to help Mira, but how..."

"Just my boots and gloves. I thought I smelled something funny, so it is a contact poison' I have antidote patches in the van if those would help, but I am pretty sure they won't since we don't have drow on our world, but we do have mutated spiders" Alicia replied.

Icer slid down Vinny, and then darted over to Alicia, peering up at the drow on her way, her tiny tail twitching.

"Don't touch me Icer. I'm contaminated." Alicia warned.

"I doubt they'll do much for her....but if it is derived from spider venom, it might slow the effects. Go get them." An answer clicked into the earpiece. "Dr. Savaris, ID 259860. I have a patient awaiting ambulance with characteristic signs of drow poisoning....highly uncommon toxin type. I need a room, biohazard level 4 procedures."

Icer blinked up at Alicia, then back to the drow, tilting her tiny head, eyes back on Mira.

"It is a full spectrum of things, from snakebites to spider bites and everything in between. It can even counter naga venom." Alicia nodded and opened her first aid kit. She took out the slap patches and handed the lot over to Dr. Savaris. "I also have trauma patches to reduce the risk of shock."

"Should stay back. Don't want to get that stuff on you.? Vinny leaned over and picked up Icer.

"So it is either a drow, or someone familiar with drow behavior." Alicia mused. "That still leaves a long list."

"Screw the ambulance. I say we load her into that van and get her to hospital ourselves." Alec motioned to Alicia's van parked at the scene.

Sivanna's gaze did not leave Dr. Savaris once; only continued to observe the scene with the most unreadable expression.

"Open the back, there is padding on the floor and some research equipment." Alicia moved to the driver's side.

"Her bones are shattered. We'll need something to keep her body stable while we move her. A plank, maybe. Or..." Alec snapped his fingers and stepped closer to Mira. Extending his hand towards her, the whites of his eyes turned a dark blue as he begun to manipulate the tau to change the gravity around her so that she was lifted up gently from the ground without changing the position of her broken bones. From there he began to levitate her towards the back of the van. Not even a moan issued forth from Mira. And without gravity, blood droplets did not fall either along the way.

"I suppose that works too." The line was still open on Dr. Savaris's phone. "Reroute the ambulance back to base; patient is being personally brought in. I also want a pathologist there the moment we arrive; I don't want us going in completely blind. Patient's skin is blackened with profuse and continuous blistering and second-degree necrotization."

Alec set her down lightly in the back of the van, and then crawled inside to kneel with her. "You're going to be alright, Mira. You just hang in there." He then crawled out of the back and walked to the driver side door, giving it a tap. "Take her and the doctor to the nearest hospital. We'll meet you there later."

"Are there any clean towels inside" I still need to transport the contaminated gear." Dr Savaris asked of Sivanna before he called over to Alec and Alicia, "Riverview clinic. Biohazard procedures have been set up in the ER for the girl's arrival. I'll be there ASAP."

Sivanna instantly strode inside, moved behind the bar, snatched up a small stack of white, bleached towels, and made her way back to the drow, extending them to him silently.

"Vel'bol else shlu'ta usstan xun?" Sivanna asked.

"Here." Alec removed his coat and placed the contaminated objects inside it, folding them up and setting them inside the front passenger seat. "She's good to go."

"Unless dos sha'nalt tlu natha toxicologist 'zil al, naubol..." Dr. Savaris replied to Sivanna, rising to his feet. He cradled the keys to his motorbike between the ebony digits.

Sivanna gave him a wry grin then, and she moved out of the way.

"Is she secure back there?" Alicia wanted to know. When Alec confirmed that she was, Alicia took off into the night, driving with Mira towards the clinic.

Dr Savaris dumped the duffel bag on the back hanger of the bike, slung his body over it and gunned the throttle. Soon the drow blended into the night, off to perform his duty.

Sivanna's pitched glanced to the stained pavement where the girl's body lay, and the elfess's lips moved to form an Elvish incineration spell. "Ailolaesari," she ordered harshly, and most of the residue went up in flames like kerosene. Could risk exposing the inn's patrons to any possible contaminants, after all.

Alec wandered back to Sivanna's side, touching her shoulder as she cleaned up the mess left behind. Her eyes lingered where the stain was for only a moment before she turned back to Alec wordlessly.

"She'll be alright." Alec reiterated, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Maybe we should go there, help keep an eye on her."

Sivanna did not blink. "Ai'jh kai shaesi o kai," the cleric responded evenly.

The EMTs escorted Mira to a door covered in biohazard tape, the traditional symbol for just that embroidered across the door. Inside, the only thing viewable through the round window was thick plastic. Through a door to an adjoining empty exam room, Spider stepped through. He was almost unrecognizable in the heavy blue gown and full face mask, the standard examination gear for highly contagious cases. The scrubs were resilient enough that he could even operate on an ebola case. Highly undesirable, but doable.

The rest of the staff within the exam room wore similar scrubs as Mira was wheeled in. The door sealed behind them with an audible hiss. Air-compression in the room, to ensure that any possible pathogens stayed where they belonged during the procedure. "From this moment on, no one comes in or out without my say so." The drow spoke sternly. "If we need additional supplies, have then sent up the dumbwaiter. Is everything prepped as I requested?"

"Yes, doctor" The attending nurse spoke. "500mL sodium chloride, 200ml potassium iodide. Anti-toxin medication for treatment of common drow-derived poison ingredients is ready for infusion. Synth-skin grafts are ready when required, enough for the patient's entire body."

Spider made no acknowledgment as he counted the bodies in the room. "....I see only the surgical staff in here. Where's that pathologist I requested?"

"We're currently trying to locate one. The pathology department has yet to answer any of our calls or pages." The nurse answered sheepishly. "Chances may be that the department doesn't have any physicians on hand at this hour."

"Well keep trying. There's gotta be at least one pathologist on call that is an insomniac. If they still keep ignoring you....contact Dr. Valkonan's private number. She might not be practicing medicine, but she can still 'refer' someone to us. And by refer, I mean kick their ass into this room."

In the hallway just outside the doors with tape marked biohazard was an irritated green eyed redhead wearing dark blue scrubs. Bridget Dillon looked like a cross between Lauren Bacall and something out of an Irish fairy tale. Normally, she was the picture of confidence and serenity, but not tonight. She was arguing with the security guard posted outside the door.

"Look, you git, do really want to be responsible for a lawsuit if that patient dies because you held up the lab work?"

"I have no idea who you are, never seen ya," the burly guard gave her his most intimidating look.

Bridie was not amused or impressed, nor was she intimidated. She was doing a silent countdown in her head to the time when she knew her temper was going to blow and rival the Fianna on a rampage.

She opened her cell phone and dialed the number that kept appearing on her caller ID but until now, she hadn't been able to raise a soul, voice mail was better than nothing. As she spoke into the phone to leave the message, green eyes swept over the guard, she was silently assessing him.

"Dr. Savaris, this is Bridget Dillon from the Pathology Lab. Apparently this fellow out here took the no entry rule to mean all staff members as well. Would you mind very much giving him a call and telling him that you requested help from my lab?"

The guard's nostrils flared as he heard Bridget. While she had kept her tone calm on the phone, something in it set the guard on edge.

"One more thing, Doctor, given the nature of Rhydin and its various species of people, if anyone accompanied your patient into the biohazard zone, a separate containment area will need to be set up for each of them as safety precaution."

She closed the phone and waited.

She rose as she was instructed to wait outside for fear of contamination, and rather argue with someone who seemed to know better then her about such things moved out as the bio door was sealed behind her. Arms crossed underneath her chest and she leans back against a wall. Peering into the window every now and then.

Aja stepped through the doors of the Riverview Clinic, intent on checking on family. Tonight got her a few more looks than normal, the addition of Peanut the monkey turned a few heads but if they were going to try to stop her, the look on her face may have deterred them.

She was intent on the task at hand. Check on her family. Stopping long enough by Tru to see how he was faring, and of course he was sprawled on that awful couch. He could wait one more moment. Peanut hopped down off her shoulder and perched on the back of the couch, seeming to understand that he couldn't go with her to the next location. Peanut seemed content to watch over Tru. Aja smiled. "Wait here buddy." Peanut chattered and Aja slipped down the hall.

BIO HAZARD

"Those words don't look any better the second time." she sighed. A look through the glass revealed the same sight as the day before. Tiny Mira hooked up to machines that beeped and made other random noises. "How's she suppose to rest with that racket?" Aja stared at the machines wishing they would silence some. She stared then at Mira sleeping. Yes. Sleeping, any other thought was too unsettling. A member of her family she couldn't protect.

Silent prayers sent up to Hygeia, the goddess of health. And slipped back down the hall. On her way, she found an orderly, and pulled the man along with her. He seemed puzzled by her behavior but went along with her. "Get a stretcher for me please." Aja said as they stopped in the waiting room. "Dr. Valkonan has given him," she nodded at Tru's sleeping form. "permission to use the on call room." "What do you need the stretcher for?" "You wanna carry him?" Aja grinned at the man and he looked at Tru for a long moment. "No ma'am." "Hence the stretcher. I'll wait." Aja stood and crossed her arms watching the man go. She walked over and sat down on the coffee table, digging a pen and paper out of her bag, quickly jotting down the things Tru needed to know when he woke up. She was finishing up when the sounds of wheels caught her attention. The orderly was back with a friend. "We're ready ma'am." "Stop callin me Ma'am." she grinned. "Aja works just fine." she stood up and let the orderlies come over. "Easy now fellas. Don't wanna wake him." Aja worried what would happen if he did wake startled. "We won't." Once they had him settled on the stretcher, she and Peanut followed them to the on call room, where the process was repeated in reverse. "Thanks boys. I appreciate it." Aja gave them a grateful smile. They waved and got back to their duties. Aja pinned one of the notes to Tru's shirt. The other was taped to the mirror. The blanket from the end of the bed was put over Tru and she laid a gentle kiss on his head. "Sweet dreams." One last look at him sleeping and then Aja slipped out the door and closed it behind her softly. She leaned against the door and stared at the ceiling. Hopefully the rest of the family was sleeping as well. A chatter from Peanut reminded her that she should go. Get him settled and then attempt some sleep herself.

"Miles to go before I sleep." she recited a line from an earth poet she heard someone read before and those words rang true tonight.

She was leaning against the door when she had heard the announcement. A sigh escaping her lips as gaurds approached her within those hazmat suits. She nodded to the pair and let them escort her into another section of the hospital. She was one of the few who had been within the inncedent so looks like she would have to find something to occupy her time.

Thinking. That is all she could do for now was think. Her hands underneath her chin and elbows upon her knees. Eyes seemingly staaring off into space watched that sealed door. Her thoughts on how Mira was doing, and hopfully they would find the poision was not contagious, and she could go about trying to find the one behind that attack, or at least find enough information for others to go on.