BBP: Hank & Kurt- Recruiting the Doc
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xp_logsKurt urges help from everyone's favorite blue & furry doctor.
Hank was busy. In the wake of the war in India there had been more patients in and out of the medical laboratory than he'd seen in a long while, but busy kept him from thinking about his own injuries and the violence he'd taken part in, so he was thankful for it. He hadn't been sleeping well and had a feeling he'd been sleep walking the past couple nights when he had managed to catch the train to the land of nod and play about in the mists of Morpheus. It wasn't the first time he had done so, but the last time had been a long time ago.
In any event, he now had to focus on checking in on the young Julian Keller who was suffering from Ability Use Exhaustion though now he was at least awake. Leaving the room, the blue doctor ran into one of the other mansion's blue residents almost literally. "Gutenmorgen, Herr Wagner, was bringt Sie in meine Domain heute?" he said without a hint of betrayal in the surprise the azure elf had caused him.
"I need your help", Kurt said without preamble. "Well, I should say... there is a young girl who probably needs our help."
"Local?" Hank shrugged off his white coat and moved to get his doctor's bag and netbook. "Or are we going to have to add to our existing jetlag?"
"Local enough", Kurt told him. "An abandoned steel mill in Pennsylvania. The girl... was involved with certain people she should not have been, and now it seems she has seen the light."
Hank smiled and motioned toward the door. "Anything I should be prepared for in particular? Broken bones, lacerations, ear infections."
"I hope you will need to prepare for nothing at all." He stepped towards the door, clearly tense. "But the Purifiers will not take our presence well, so I thought best to have medical help along."
Hank's fur bristled slightly as his ears flattened, "The purifiers? Shouldn't we be contacting the FBI with this information then?" He gave Kurt an appraising look, "How dire is our timeline?"
"Perhaps when Natalie is safe, we could tip off the FBI. Or beforehand, and go straight in for her." He shrugged slightly. "There is no immediate threat as such, I think, but she wants out and is afraid of the leader finding her if she should run. The sooner the better."
"Hrmm," Hank pondered, "just the two of us then...I'll contact the feds on the way then." Hank motioned for the door, "Sooner we leave the sooner we get back then."
"Indeed. I will tell the team where we are going and why." He looked directly back at Hank as he stepped through the door. "The girl is my son's sister. Her safety is important to him and so to me... and of course she is just a child in need of rescue."
"Of course then," the pair walked through the lower hallways to the elevator that would take them upstairs and to the garage. "Let us depart to save the poor girl then."
Hank was busy. In the wake of the war in India there had been more patients in and out of the medical laboratory than he'd seen in a long while, but busy kept him from thinking about his own injuries and the violence he'd taken part in, so he was thankful for it. He hadn't been sleeping well and had a feeling he'd been sleep walking the past couple nights when he had managed to catch the train to the land of nod and play about in the mists of Morpheus. It wasn't the first time he had done so, but the last time had been a long time ago.
In any event, he now had to focus on checking in on the young Julian Keller who was suffering from Ability Use Exhaustion though now he was at least awake. Leaving the room, the blue doctor ran into one of the other mansion's blue residents almost literally. "Gutenmorgen, Herr Wagner, was bringt Sie in meine Domain heute?" he said without a hint of betrayal in the surprise the azure elf had caused him.
"I need your help", Kurt said without preamble. "Well, I should say... there is a young girl who probably needs our help."
"Local?" Hank shrugged off his white coat and moved to get his doctor's bag and netbook. "Or are we going to have to add to our existing jetlag?"
"Local enough", Kurt told him. "An abandoned steel mill in Pennsylvania. The girl... was involved with certain people she should not have been, and now it seems she has seen the light."
Hank smiled and motioned toward the door. "Anything I should be prepared for in particular? Broken bones, lacerations, ear infections."
"I hope you will need to prepare for nothing at all." He stepped towards the door, clearly tense. "But the Purifiers will not take our presence well, so I thought best to have medical help along."
Hank's fur bristled slightly as his ears flattened, "The purifiers? Shouldn't we be contacting the FBI with this information then?" He gave Kurt an appraising look, "How dire is our timeline?"
"Perhaps when Natalie is safe, we could tip off the FBI. Or beforehand, and go straight in for her." He shrugged slightly. "There is no immediate threat as such, I think, but she wants out and is afraid of the leader finding her if she should run. The sooner the better."
"Hrmm," Hank pondered, "just the two of us then...I'll contact the feds on the way then." Hank motioned for the door, "Sooner we leave the sooner we get back then."
"Indeed. I will tell the team where we are going and why." He looked directly back at Hank as he stepped through the door. "The girl is my son's sister. Her safety is important to him and so to me... and of course she is just a child in need of rescue."
"Of course then," the pair walked through the lower hallways to the elevator that would take them upstairs and to the garage. "Let us depart to save the poor girl then."
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