Fiorenzo Dario Carboni & Aya Matsumoto
Doctor Lecter & Angel of Death
Location
Rabbit Suite
Interaction
Each other
Mention
Rabbit
Monkey
Demon nurse
Stg Star Girl
The Angel of Death was with him within seconds indeed. He took a few seconds to see her prepare before she started working on their Rabbit. He admired her, in a professional way. The way she stayed calm and concentrated, how controlled any of her movements were. He could really appreciate how she never seemed to lose her cool, never let emotions get in the way, but was always focussed on the task at hand. He quickly turned around though and while she worked on their newest guest, he went to grab the bloodbags. He could hear the vague sound of people playing some racing game as he passed the entertainment room on his way to the supply room. He unlocked the door and walked towards the back where a simple fridge stood. Inside of it were several medicines that needed to be kept cool and bloodbags for every type there was. He picked up two bags for their Rabbit, before frowning and taking a third one along as well. He filled out the form on the frigde door, so they would not forget to buy new blood.
On his way back he noted their demon nurse slipping out of the Monkey suit, and that expression was once again honoring the nickname the male had gotten. He made a mental note to pass by the Monkey later on and see if things were alright. Their demon nurse could sometimes be a bit of a handful, definitely for foreigners. But first the Rabbit had to be stabilized. He rushed back into the suite. "Three bags of AB+," he said as he went over towards the other doctors side. She had done a fantastic job as always as the wound on his stomach was now reduced to nothing more than a scratch. "Shall I stitch him up?" he asked as he put up the bloodbag and stored the two other bags in the little personal fridge of the Rabbit. He looked up towards their Angel, not minding to be nothing more than an assistent to her in this setting. He found a vein and set up the drip so hopefully the Rabbits blood levels would go up again.
Aya's dark eyes stayed focused on her work, hands carefully disposing of drenched gauze. "If you please," She replied, moving to study the bruises on the young man's chest. Brows furrowed in thought, fingers ghosting gently over the skin. Blunt force trauma probably sustained during a struggle or after, Aya wasn't sure of the details but judging by his injuries his wounds were caused by some sort of close combat encounter. The Doctor slipped her stethoscope into her ears, pressing the chest piece to three different locations on the man's chest. "Lung sounds are clean, breathing normal," She noted aloud, setting her tool aside. Fingertips pressed a little harder this time, sliding along the structure of his ribs, challenging its integrity. Nothing gave or swayed beneath her search, staying true to its nature. "Nothing seems to be broken either. We'll need to keep an eye on the stab wound, from what I could tell it seemed to miss major organs but we can never be too careful." Most of what she said was but a verbal reminder to herself, a habit she had picked up since she was a child. Aya had full faith in Doctor Carboni's abilities and judgment.
The Angel of Death took a moment to step back, taking in the patient's condition as a whole. His blood pressure was slowly growing stable with the blood transfusion and color was steadily making its way back into his cheeks. His wound was properly assessed, cleaned, and currently in the process of getting stitched up. The last thing that needed her attention was the dried crusted ridge on the man's cheek. "He should be stable within the hour, we should assign someone to check on him throughout the night." Doctor Matsumoto added as she swiped at the cut, breaking the surface until fresh skin shown beneath. Not to bad either, it might leave a scar though. Aya narrowed her eyes, applying some ointment liberally before placing a gauze patch over his cheek. Vitamin E should help, she could add that to his files in case he requested it. She glanced over to watch Doctor Lector finish his work, silently admiring the graceful lines of his work. "Thank you." Aya hummed, turning away to clean her station.
Fiorenzo gave a short nod as he agreed on that. "Demon nurse already got the Monkey, so this one will be for our Star Girl" he said when it gotten to assignments. He didn't take his eyes off the wound and the stitches though. Each and every one of them exactly the same width, the same space between them. Each knot carefully made so the Rabbit would have the least discomfort from it and it would heal up the fastest. Plus less chances of them ripping open and infecting and all that. "Or perhaps we should switch her to the Monkey and give this one to Demon nurse? I have a feeling he'd be a better fit for a Japanese guest," he mumbled, as he remember the demonic expression of the male when he had goten out of the Monkey-suite. He made the last knot, before cutting of the clear threat and standing back up.
The Italian doctor stood back up straight as he looked over their combined work. He was looking a lot better than when he had come in, mere minutes ago. "It is funny working with warm skin, it stretches and moves a lot more," he pointed out with a faint hint of amusement in his voice. He looked over his stitches one last time, before bandaging them up as well. He was used to delivering straight lines and so neatly as possible from when bodies needed to prepared to be shown to family members and that nonsense. However it was a lot different working on dead people than living ones. Even if the insides were the same. There was a lot more to consider with living people and mistakes had a much more dramatic effect. "Shall I update the schedule? Or will you?" he said. He checked the IV fluids and bloodbag once more, but they were dripping steadily and were still nicely attached to the Rabbit. He looked back up to that youthful face, before remembering the bag he had so begrudingly put away with his weapons. Why did he want to hide? What did he have to hide? Was it an insecurity? Or perhaps a completely different reason? Medical even possibly... sensitive skin, sun allergy? He'd figure it out.
Aya pursed her lips, thinking over the exchange. Soske was an excellent nurse, one of their best but his patience for certain individuals was very limited—not that Aya blamed him completely. Their Monkey was a gentleman from American with no background in the Japanese language, creating a barrier in communication. It wasn't ideal for treatment and would only cause further problems if left as is. Doctor Matsumoto nodded. "That would be for the best." She placed the red tinted tool into a tub full of sterilizing solution mark by biohazard symbols before she removed her own gloves. The Angel tried not to let Doctor Lector's next words affect her, choosing to shove her hands beneath a warm stream of water instead. There were times when she forgot what he really was and while he had never caused her nor any of their patients harm it was still unnerving at times.
"I'll update it. I need to catch up on some paperwork so I'll be heading back to my office. Page me if I am needed again." Satisfied with the cleansing, Doctor Matsumoto turned, giving Doctor Carboni a curt nod before the door closed behind her once more. The tablet was in her hands once more, fingers tapping swiftly over the screen to call up the schedules. Aya took a moment to read over any new updates before she made the change, sending a page to each nurse to let them know. Once she got back to her office Matsumoto would update the Rabbit's files as well, adding her notes to Doctor Carboni's and any treatment that he may need for Soske to cover. Once that was finished Aya planned on stopping by the lounge for a much-needed cup of coffee.
Dr. Matsumoto's voice took him back to this world and away from his wandering mind with questions. "Thank you, and I shall," he said to her. He looked back down at the Rabbit as he pulled up the blanket a bit. Hopefully he wouldn't be too shocked when he came to. It wouldn't be a first for a patient to wake up and immediately try to walk out and make a complete mess of everything. And harm themselves in the progress as well. HIs thoughts flicked back to his earlier questioning about that bag the other had worn to hide his face. Who was he to judge? As he basically wore a mask every second he interacted with other people as well. If the Rabbit wanted to keep his identity hidden, then who was he to keep him from it? Maybe it would not even be a bad thing to have everyone wear masks all the time, to add up to the neutrality of the Hotel of course. He wrote a quick note in a very elegant handwriting, he was quite an exception to the whole bias of doctors writing badly.
Dear mister Rabbit,
For now this will have to do, but I will get you something better soon.
Greetings, dr. Lecter
He put the paper down on the nightstand before leaving the room as well. He locked the door behind him as he went back to the entree of the hotel. Time to find that bag... "Ah, Star Girl, could you give me a hand?" he asked as he noticed the nurse. Or at least judging from their position on the tablet maps, she had to be within hearing range. It was only after the question that he looked up towards where ever she was coming from. "Could you keep the gate open, while I retreive something that a patient ditched but holds some value to him?" There was a friendly smile on his face, even though it was not really needed. He and Stg Star Girl had worked together countless times and different Hotels, both of them constantly traveling from one to another Hotel. So she knew how emotionless and distant he could be when he was himself.
