pick up these broken pieces

[snowandfrost]

WHO: Caitlin, Sara, Mick, Savitar
WHAT: Continued from here. Savitar broke his hand, Mick, Sara, and Caitlin try to fix humpty dumpty.
WHERE: Outside of the Waverider


Broken metatarsals. Bruising. Luckily no internal bleeding. Luckily.

"I'm going to need a gurney fast. And I'll need to get him to STAR Labs in order to set the bones correctly. For now, can you help me find something to temporarily make a splint?" Caitlin asks, going into doctor mode immediately.

She looks down at his face, pushing aside her feelings of the last time they had interacted in the run down museum that called itself the Hall of Justice. She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and reaches to press two cold fingers against his neck, trying to find a pulse.

"Savitar, it's Caitlin," she says, hoping he would hear her.

Comments

[vivifier]

As much as his hand and arm hurt, he is absolutely positive that it's going to be a hundred times worse once his brain catches up with the rest of him. The buffering daze of shock and a concussion are, no doubt, helping him a lot right now. He can hear them working around him, but everything feels like it's going so slow he can't even follow it. Like he's watching a movie through a window. Underwater.

But then he hears someone say something about 'lifting' him, and it's like all he can do is focus on that. And it's like a panic, because he knows, he knows this is going to hurt. A lot. "Wait-wait-" Eyes wide, barely focusing.

[snowandfrost]

She knows they're all ready to move him when he says wait. Caitlin looks down at him from where she is by his shoulders.

"Wait? Wait for what?" she asks him.