Collan, Niil, Nim: First Steps

[Collan]

[ooc: you just gave up chuck right?]

Collan immediately went to Nim, directly into medic mode.

"Hey...I know you're in bad way. Can I give you a hand?"

[Nim Naja]

The woman waved Collan off and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. ?I?m f--?

Nim suddenly doubled over and vomited again, more forcefully, onto Collan?s clothes in front of her. She tried to choke out an apology but just kept gagging every time she even thought about opening her mouth.

She was embarrassed before, now she was just mortified. Maybe going off the IV wasn't such a good idea...

[Collan]

[gee...thanks...]

Collan caught a whiff of the stomach fluid and water that were all her system held at the moment. At least she hadn't eaten.

"I think you need a medbay Nim," Collan said. Turning to the General, he said, "General. With your permission?"

[GM Craig]

He nods. "Bring her to the Rogue Shadow."

[Collan]

Collan held out his arm to Nim.

"Come on...let's get your someplace you can be comfortable."

[Nim Naja]

Nim didn't reply. Didn't nod, didn't decline, didn't do anything but attempt to put one foot in front of the other without falling flat on her face.

[Collan]

Collan simply said, "General. Senators," as he departed with his very ill fellow Rebel and infochant.

"You want to tell me what the real problem is Nim? It's a little hard to help when you don't know what you have in your system. Or don't have?"

Collan wondered if it was a nutritional or chemical issue.

[Nim Naja]

Nim felt like throat-punching but just kept stumble-walking out of the house, shivering at the warm breeze outside.

"'llergic. Collan."

[Trax]

Trax had been waiting outside the door to the meeting between the official rebellion.  He'd seen Niil run out of the room, and a few minutes later, thought he'd heard a sound like someone throwing up.  The man began to pace as it took everything he had not to go crashing through the door.  He was only a few feet away when Collan came out supporting Nim.

"I got her." he said as he quickly closed and picked the woman up in his arms.

[Nim Naja]

The woman felt ambushed as they came out the door. The bright daylight hit her eyes and she cringed, and immediately struggled to get away from Trax in any way she could with what little strength she had. It was clear Nim was upset with him, and dangerously close to either losing her stomach or losing her voice.

[Collan]

"Whoa whoa whoa," Collan cautioned Trax, "Take it easy Trax. Nim just lost what little she had in her stomach as it is...twice. And she looks pretty green still. Let's both help her. Slow and steady. She shouldn't lose any more fluids or dehydration will set in."

"I need some honesty here. I know this isn't a flu or allergies. You don't have right symptoms. This could be a chem imbalance or a bug of some sort. If I don't know what I'm looking at, I can't help."

Collan pointedly gave Trax a firm gaze.

"I may not be your favorite person right now but I am doing my best to help Nim. So if she can't say right now, I need to know from you."

[Trax]

"Even if you knew what you were looking at there's nothing you can do to help." Trax replied as he continued to walk away from Collan with Nim screaming and thrashing in his arms.

"I know, I know, I'm an asshat." He said to the woman.

"You can tear me a new one for it later."

[Collan]

[ooc: Craig does Trax's comment give me enough clues to figure out what's going on?]

[GM Craig]

[ooc: Craig does Trax's comment give me enough clues to figure out what's going on?]

Too many options to really narrow it down much.

[Trax]

OOC: And that's assuming Trax is being honest.