Brainy pulled a sheet in a thin band over the boy's waist to preserve his modesty, leaving the rest of his abdomen and legs uncovered so they could work on them. He flicked on an overheard heating lamp, knowing that he was likely suffering at least mild hypothermia from immersion. Right now they couldn't afford to cover him with blankets when they had so many injuries to work on.
The retracting armor and the messages on the monitor were something that made Brainy arch his eyebrow in interest as he took the trach kit from Tadashi, gloved up, and worked on stabilizing the boy's airway.
"What a fascinating case," he muttered. "Lyle, the techno-organic symbiote he has - it's quite remarkable."
He had so many questions he wanted to ask when he was conscious and conversational.
There. Intubated. Brainy attached the tubing to a ventilator and set up a separate set of nasogastric tubing that was meant to provide suction. The boy's chest rose and fell but only lightly. There was too much fluid in his lungs and his heart was still in V-fib.
But now Lyle was there with the crash cart and the defibrillator. Brainy primed the pads and attached them to the boy's chest.
"Everyone, clear," he said, hitting the buttons that started the device. It automatically started scanning for the boy's heart rhythms, calculating the right charge to provide. While it did that, Brainy held out the metal pan with the device to Lyle.
"Lyle, this device was inhibiting his armor. It was primed with an explosive charge and a vial of particularly deadly neurotoxin for whoever tried to remove it, perhaps as a trap meant for any possible rescuers, but I disarmed it. Please dispose of it safely, Tadashi can assist me from here."
And kashunk, the deibrillator shocked the boy, causing his body to startle slightly as it did it.
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The retracting armor and the messages on the monitor were something that made Brainy arch his eyebrow in interest as he took the trach kit from Tadashi, gloved up, and worked on stabilizing the boy's airway.
"What a fascinating case," he muttered. "Lyle, the techno-organic symbiote he has - it's quite remarkable."
He had so many questions he wanted to ask when he was conscious and conversational.
There. Intubated. Brainy attached the tubing to a ventilator and set up a separate set of nasogastric tubing that was meant to provide suction. The boy's chest rose and fell but only lightly. There was too much fluid in his lungs and his heart was still in V-fib.
But now Lyle was there with the crash cart and the defibrillator. Brainy primed the pads and attached them to the boy's chest.
"Everyone, clear," he said, hitting the buttons that started the device. It automatically started scanning for the boy's heart rhythms, calculating the right charge to provide. While it did that, Brainy held out the metal pan with the device to Lyle.
"Lyle, this device was inhibiting his armor. It was primed with an explosive charge and a vial of particularly deadly neurotoxin for whoever tried to remove it, perhaps as a trap meant for any possible rescuers, but I disarmed it. Please dispose of it safely, Tadashi can assist me from here."
And kashunk, the deibrillator shocked the boy, causing his body to startle slightly as it did it.