thatlibbychick: (injured - awake)
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[Judas transferred some of his blood into Libby while it still contained healing nanomites. They were weaker for her, and self-terminated only a few hours later, but slightly accelerated her recovery to the point where she's regaining consciousness today. She can be heard groaning, and then her breath catches in her throat. She's touched her face and found the gouges to still be there--healing slowly, but there.]

I...

[She makes a pained noise. Yep, she just prodded at her stomach LIKE A BOSS. Smart.]

I didn't die. Why...?

Date: 2010-06-25 01:09 am (UTC)
toldastory: (hope)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
[Martha is buy Libby's side as soon as she heard the call. She just quickly appeared there with the best smile she could manage at the moment, which actually wasn't all that grand.]

Oh good, you're awake.

Date: 2010-06-25 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby just looks confused. Really, really confused.]

I was dying...

Date: 2010-06-25 01:18 am (UTC)
toldastory: (calm)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
You asked for Jack, and we did emergency surgery to save your life.

Date: 2010-06-25 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby's mouth drops open. She closes her eyes.]

Ruby didn't give my message to him, did she?

Date: 2010-06-25 01:23 am (UTC)
toldastory: (speechless)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
[Martha looks exceptionally confused for a minute.] What message?

Date: 2010-06-25 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby's voice goes very soft. She doesn't want Jack hearing it now, if he's around.]

I thought he'd be able to make me comfortable again.

Date: 2010-06-25 03:36 am (UTC)
toldastory: (Default)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
[Martha blinked. Oh. Ooooh.]

We didn't hear that, I'm sorry. Libby.

Date: 2010-06-25 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby manages a half smile. She doesn't blame anyone, not even Ruby--the fact that she hadn't passed the message on meant she didn't want her to die, so her heart had been in the right place. Libby just dreads the prolonged pain and recovery time that will result from this--and the scars.]

It's okay. You're doctors; you did what you were supposed to do--and you obviously did it well. Thank you.

[She takes Martha's hand in hers.]
Edited Date: 2010-06-25 03:39 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-06-25 04:04 am (UTC)
toldastory: (Doctor Jones)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
[When Libby managed to smile, Martha moved closer to her, and then when her hand was taken, Martha gave her fingers a little squeeze.] Jack did most of it. He's an incredibly skilled surgeon, and it makes me feel much better about the infirmary.

[And it did, really.]

Date: 2010-06-25 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby goes quiet and pensive for a moment.]

I wonder if he would have been able to save me on the island, with the right equipment.

[She sounds sad, but not overly so. She was cheated out of the rest of her life, but still has her happy ending.]

Date: 2010-06-25 05:29 am (UTC)
toldastory: (sad clingy hug)
From: [personal profile] toldastory
[Martha considered for a moment, then she hooked her foot around a stool and dragged it over toward Libby's bed, sitting on it and watching Libby. There's a sad smile and another squeeze of her hand.]

I bet he would have; he did brilliantly here.

Date: 2010-06-27 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[And of course, Libby squeezes her hand back.]

So did you. He couldn't have done it alone, Martha.

Date: 2010-06-25 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
[You didn't die because of THIS BOSS RIGHT HERE.

Martha and Denise helped

And he wasn't around to hear that confession either, because look at that face! He's beaming. ]

Hey, you're up.

Date: 2010-06-25 02:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[She forces a half-smile. Goddammit, Jack, why can you NEVER let ANYTHING go?]

Hi Jack.

Date: 2010-06-25 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
How are you feeling?

[Yep Jack, stick to the clincical stuff. He's still smiling though. Holding back the jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeears]

Date: 2010-06-25 03:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
I feel like hell warmed over, but that's to be expected.

[She'd still feel like shit if she had died and come back, except WITHOUT THE WOUNDS AND HEALING TIME. GDIT.]

Date: 2010-06-25 04:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
[Scars build character Libby. Ask Jack about his tattoos sometime!]

Any pain? Nausea?

[He checked Libby's dressings. They'll need to be changed in a few days but overall they looked really good. Suspiciously good. They were healing faster than he had expected, but who was Jack to suspect anything normal happening on this ship. Oh wait. Jack was Jack. Of course he was suspicious but that feeling was being overridden at the moment by the relief that Libby was in all likelihood going to make a full recovery. A breath escaped him as he smiled]

Date: 2010-06-25 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[NEVER, JACK. NEVER.]

Mild pain and nausea.

[She peers down at the dressings when Jack checks, and aren't quite as bad as she expected. Maybe the recovery won't be too terrible after all.]

Date: 2010-06-25 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
[IT WILL ONLY TAKE 42 MINUTES OF YOUR TIME. IT INVOLVES KITE FLYING!]

That's good. [And then somewhat to himself] That's good.

So Libby, [He pulled up a chair and sat next to her after checking her pillow to see that she's comfortable] how did this happen?



Date: 2010-06-25 05:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[YOUR TATTOOS MAKE UP A LINE FROM A POEM BY MAO ZEDONG, THE SHOW'S EXPLANATION MAKES NO SENSE]

[ANYWAY. Libby shrugs, more than a little embarrassed.]

That port was so hectic that I didn't have time to read all the posts on the network. I must have missed a warning, because...well, I found a woman crying, and I tried to talk to her. The next thing I knew, she had a handful of my guts and I was collapsing.

Date: 2010-06-26 11:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
I would think it's a credit to yourself that you would try to help a crying woman. You're brave. Besides, I don't really remember any warnings over the network about that either.

[He sighs sitting back in the chair. He brings a hand to his forehead and shakes his head]

That place was such a tragedy. I'm glad we left when we did, but I wish there was more I could do.

Date: 2010-06-27 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
You did everything you could. You can't save everyone from everything, Jack. There's only so much one person can do.

[That's a lesson Libby's still in the process of applying to her life, even though she accepts it as fact.]
Edited Date: 2010-06-27 12:41 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-06-27 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jungledoctor.livejournal.com
Yeah...

[He feels his teeth running over his bottom lip as he says it, probably a cue that he doesn't quite agree with her. He'll work to the bone and rest when there isn't anything left to do]

[Text]

Date: 2010-06-25 03:12 am (UTC)
gimmethemap: (goddamnit)
From: [personal profile] gimmethemap
How are you feeling?

[Text]

Date: 2010-06-25 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
Like shit...but it looks like I'll recover.

Thank you.

Date: 2010-06-25 12:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naughtbutlife.livejournal.com
Perhaps you should stop touching your wounds, dear.

Date: 2010-06-26 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
I just can't believe I'm still alive.

Date: 2010-06-26 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naughtbutlife.livejournal.com
What happened? May I ask?

Date: 2010-06-26 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
One of the crying zombies tricked me. Her hand punctured my stomach in several places.

Date: 2010-06-26 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naughtbutlife.livejournal.com
Dear God.

And you did not die from this. What miracle saved you?

Date: 2010-06-27 12:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
Jack, Martha and Denise performed surgery on me. Apparently, they opened my abdomen up, cleaned up the digestive fluids that had leaked out, and stitched up the gashes in my stomach and intestines.

I was unconscious for a couple of days afterward, and they needed to replace the blood I'd lost. I'm on painkillers and antibiotics to prevent infection now. I'll be on the mend for a while.

I love the death portrait picture of her!

Date: 2010-06-27 11:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] naughtbutlife.livejournal.com
Considering what needed to be done to save you, I am hardly surprised you will be mending for a while yet.

Rest well. If you need anything at all, just ask.

me toooo :D

Date: 2010-06-27 11:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
Thank you, Angelica. I will.

Sorry so late :(

Date: 2010-06-26 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yousethimfree.livejournal.com
[As soon as Ruby hears Libby's voice over the network, she goes down to see her.]

Hey.

Date: 2010-06-27 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby gives Ruby a tiny smile and waves to her.]

Hey, hon.

Date: 2010-06-28 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yousethimfree.livejournal.com
[She pulls up chair and sits, giving her former warden a grin.]

Haven't we been here before?

Date: 2010-06-28 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby pretends to think it over.]

Possibly. I have a sneaking suspicion our roles were reversed.

Date: 2010-06-28 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yousethimfree.livejournal.com
[The grin turns into a smile as she remembers that day.]

How ya feelin'?

Date: 2010-06-28 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thatlibbychick.livejournal.com
[Libby lays back against her pillows and gives a good-natured groan, but actual pain can be heard buried in the noise.]

Absolutely terrible.

Date: 2010-06-28 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yousethimfree.livejournal.com
Almost dying will do that to ya. [And yes, she is very proud of being a part of saving your life, thank you very much.]

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