Re: [Facility: Tony Triage]
[In some ways, it was like working an op. The players stepped forward - Bruce, he was the one that Selina had mentioned; Kid gloves, Faol had promised - the machines and monitors taking up the space previously held by satellite and cam images. Everything else existed in the periphery as they began, first with the cardiopulmonary machine that would pump his blood, while keeping it away from his heart and lungs until they were ready to start CPR (assuming, of course, that they would need to once whatever it was in his blood was out).
It was dangerous, but hemodialysis required flowing blood to work and in the end, that had to justify the danger of making his blood flow to all his organs again.
For now, there was a lot of watching, and a lot of machines humming as they did their work. The alarms had been silenced - for now at least, they didn't need anything to tell them that his heart had stopped beating or that there were no respirations. Nothing at all to indicate that the man on the table was alive beyond what Selina had seen and the baffling awareness that decomposition had taken a back seat.
He noticed who moved when, and when Selina left, but it wasn't enough to do anything more than ping off his awareness. People came and went. The nurses and doctors moved around, checking and rechecking the machines as they cleaned and pumped blood back into the patient, conversing quietly on how much fluid had been pulled off.]