MDC 101, 3rd Assignment

Professor Katja looked excited about something when she walked into the classroom. "Greetings and hello! Are you all excited for the holiday season? I hope to receive presents from you, but I understand if you don't love me that much," she laughed. "You all, however, have received the gift of First Aid! Make sure you use these kits wisely, and be safe and smart."
Next to every chair was a small box with a red plus sign on it, each student's name written on their box with shaky smokewriting. Cain took his and set it in front of him on the table as Katja began to teach.

"With what you've learned over the past semester you're going to get to apply all of this to a real live patient! Or...at least the best substitute magic can create." She paused and disappeared behind a curtain, pushing out some carts awkwardly with a combination of her smoke and her face. On the cart there are awfully realistic mannequins, all in varying states of distress and injury, not to mention each one looking fairly unique in terms of body type and skin color. "These dolls react like a proper human, since humans are about the only consistency for us doctors in this magical world, and it's your task to nurse them back to health. This will probably take all month, and I have a monitor for the condition of all of these so I'll know exactly what you're doing to the mannequin. Regardless, I'll want you to report back on what exactly you did so that I know what you think you were doing!" Grinning, she perches on her desk, "Now go ahead and pick your own mannequin! If you nurse them back well enough I might just let you keep it!"

Cain approached the table and looked over the dolls, shuddering as he attempted to suppress his phobia. The vampire selected one with an arm and both legs that seemed bent the wrong way. "Broken limbs," he muttered to himself. "Easy enough."  With care, Cain hefted the figure onto a shoulder, supporting it as he hobbled downstairs. "Man, this dude's heavy... never... gonna complain... abut weightlifters... ever again!" he groaned.

Finally making it to the storage cabinets, the vampire gently laid his "patient" down on a table. "Okay sir, try not to move; I'll be right back and we can get started." Cain rummaged about in the cabinets for the cast-making supplies.Finding a fiberglass cast kit, he made to grab it, only to jerk back when a jar of penicillin popped open and the contents attempted to nip his nearby hand. Naturally, the vampire recoiled and yelped as Raphael and Professor Katja came in. "Professor, the penicillin's gone bad. As in, it tried to bite me." Cain commented.

Raph looked confused. "Penicillin can go bad?" he asked.

"Apparently! Ow!" Cain replied as he snatched his hand away from it.

"Oh yes, yes, you got some of the REALLY defensive stuff." Katja explained "I believe I enchanted it to respond to any threat? It had some...interesting side effects."

Cain grabbed a nearby flyswatter and smacks at it the mold. "Get back in the jar, you antique!"

Raphael stared at Cain. "What did you do to it?

"All I did was grab the fiberglass kit and it started biting!" Cain snapped back, striking at the penicillin as it lunged toward him.

"Why do you need a fiberglass kit, Raphael asked, staring in confusion.

"To make a cast for him." Cain answered, pointing over at the mannequin before he got bit again by the rogue bacteria. "OW DAMMIT!" The vampire renewed his attack, eventually getting the medicine back in its container.

Seeing that Cain had successfully gotten the enchanted medicine back into its jar, the teacher and angel walked out and left the vampire to wash his hands thoroughly. Glancing around at the other other jars in the cabinet, he took the kit over to the table and set to work. Cain then filled  a bucket with cold water and brought that over as well, grunting lightly with the weight.

Stripping off his jacket, the red and black loops on his pants, and his fingerless gloves, he pulled on a pair of elastic gloves from a nearby box and began adjusting the mannequin's foot into its neutral upright position, checking to see if the hidden bones were lined up properly. Satisfied that they were, Cain took a roll of stocking from the kit and snipped off a decent length. Slipping it on the leg, he trimmed off the excess and got out a roll of under-padding.

Starting at the base of the toes, Cain began winding it up and down, making sure not to make it too tight, and doubling over the area of the break itself before finishing. Pulling the exposed stocking down from the knee and up from the toes, he got out a three-inch-wide fiberglass roll and immersed it into the water. Cain began unrolling it all across the foot and just above the ankle until the roll was finished. Grabbing a four-inch roll, he repeated the process with the rest of the leg.

Once the leg cast was finished, Cain proceeded to follow the same steps for the arm and wrist. "There you go Mister Quinn," he jokingly commented as he stripped the dyed gloves off. "Now, I expect to see you in a few weeks so we can check up on those bones of yours." Cain briefly made as though to shake its hand, but instead shuddered and changed his mind. After putting the unused materials away, Cain hefted the body-sized thing up and carrying it to his dorm.

A month later, Cain brought the mannequin back to the operating room. "Ah, Mr. Quinn, good to see you again. Let's see how those bones are healing up, shall we?" He examined the bound limbs carefully. "They look good to me, so let's take these casts off. Must be getting itchy in there!" Retrieving a pair of scissors, he began gently cutting the arm cast open and peeling it off, lightly touching the areas where the internal bones had been broken. "This one's good, sir. Now for your leg." Cutting the cast off went slightly easier than the arm. "And so is this one. Congratulations sir, you've made a full recovery. I'd say I hope to see you again, but that would imply I want you to hurt yourself again, and neither of us wants that!" he chuckled.