Med Force One-Tales of Recovery

[Doc Holliday]

Dock Pad 3

The dock master was confused at first. A Freelancer? Carrying a patient and a medical staff? It was odd. A security officer looked over the paperwork.
"All is in order," he stated. "But why would the Crayter Republic send someone here?" He thought a moment and shook his head a bit, "Never mind. Wheel the patient and medical staff to medical. They'll figure it out." He then pointed to the Freelancer, "Come with me. I'll get you quarters while you're here." He followed.

The patient was wheeled to medical. A confused staff looked at the paperwork and then the victim. The stench of burning flesh overtook them forcing them all to take a step back.
"Woah," said the resident in charge, "Now I get it." He instructed his assistant to stay with the pilot while he went after someone. A few minutes later, John Holliday himself arrived. He greeted all present and took a look at the patient. To the amazement of those around him, Doc didn't step back at the stench. He was used to it. Working in a war zone had conditioned him for it.
"Doctor Holliday, this paperwork came with them. It's from the Crayter Republic," he explained.
"Odd," replied Doc, "A new client perhaps? Med Force Two is closer than we are." Then he noticed the signature and smiled with a chuckle.
"Doreen you red headed devil you," he said jokingly under his breath. It now made sense.
"Get him to the burn ward," Doc ordered, "I'll be along in a few minutes."

It had been well over a year since Doc had heard from his old student. He was confused. The Crayter Republic? He didn't have time to think about it. He was just impressed. He headed up to the burn ward where the "Rejuvenator" was secretly kept. To his knowledge, it was still one of only two in existence. He thought of that statement and smiled.
He then prepped the patient on the slab. He was still in a drug induced coma and it was just as well. He would have to remain perfectly still for twenty four hours and sleeping was the best way to do it.

In appearance, the Rejuvenator was a simple looking device. Designed by the Lane Hackers, a slab served as a bed. Fabric of any kind often stuck to burn victims so it was just a metal base. An arm passed over the patient ever so slowly. Even Doc himself didn't know the exact science of it. All he knew was that it worked flawlessly and gave life back to anyone who had been in it. Burned skin was "recycled" so to speak. No burns, no scars. It made a skin graft a thing of the past. It's only drawback was the amount of power it consumed to run. It took about four hours for one patient who would then have to lie perfectly still on the slab after the procedure was done.

Upon completion, the victim's skin looked like it had a sheen of water coating it. It almost looked like the person had a skin of silicon rubber. Original muscle tone was still there and hair follicles were restored. Once the twenty four hour period was up, the skin looked like nothing was ever wrong with it. Doc never left the ward while this process was ongoing and the entry had a posted guard. Once completed, Doc himself made hourly visits to the ward and kept a staff inside for emergencies.

He always smiled when he thought of the device. He didn't remember the man's name who gave him the equipment. He only remembered him to be a Lane Hacker whom he had befriended. As to his name? He didn't know as he just couldn't remember. He just knew that with his help, lives were being saved in more ways than one.

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