for the sick and injured

====> from the Streets.

Landing as softly as possible in front of the ER, Peregrine walks inside with Construct.

We need some help here!  He's a paranormal villian, but he's close to death.  I need him patched up so he can live to see jailtime.

She smiles grimly.

If she's able to hand him off to some ER docs, she'll monitor the situation telepathically, in case he wakes up and causes some trouble, and tries to find a phone to call SCU to update them.

Peregrine has no problem finding a doctor for her buddy, and after some surgery he seems to stabilize. She also reaches Captain Jordan with slightly more difficulty and he promises to send an officer for both perps.

Peregrine is relieved that Dragon Fist was able to keep his guy under control.
During surgery, she'd sneak out to call, as Friday Winters, her office to reassure Jamie Ellison that she wasn't dead.
When Construct was safely in custody, she'd fly back to find Dragon Fist.

======> to the streets.

(-----> From Weston State)

Arriving at the hospital, Rodger chose a parking spot a fair distance out, leaving the better ones for people who needed them more. One parcel came out of his trunk here. Dr. Owens was not only a physician, but an active man in the community, who helped considerably in the fight educating the younger generation about the dangers of drug abuse and drunk driving. He came to speak to elementary school children yearly, with amusing and educational presentations.

Entering the hospital carrying this parcel, Rodger approached a nurse at the front desk when he wouldn't be in the way of any patients needing her.

The nurse looked up as soon as she was free.

"Yes sir may I help you?"

"Is Dr. Owens currently in? I have a delivery for him."

The nurse replied, "He is with a patient at the moment, but if you will take a seat, I will let him know you're here, Mr...um?"

"Eskin. Rodger Eskin. I'll wait."

And so Rodger took a seat and waited quietly. Although the display popping up to tell him that Alfred Thompson was online, and the matching gem changing from grayed out to a red ruby, was enough to make him rub his temples ruefully with one hand.

Dr. Owens emerged from one of the patient rooms, going over a clipboard. He stopped at the nurse's station.

"All right, make sure that Mrs. Haliburton doesn't overdo her painkillers. Anything else of pressing business..."

The nurse replied, "There's a man needing to speak with you. He is in the waiting area..."

Dr. Owens then approached...and saw Rodger. "Rodger! Hello there! It's good to see you..."
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"Hello again, Doctor. I hope you aren't going to be too angry about... this." he said, holding out the parcel containing the physician's new costume.

The good Doctor grinned.

"I knew that there was going to be a courier dropping this off to me...but I had no idea it would be you Rodger."

Rodger looked sheepish, "I really don't want to be involved in this, Dr. Owens, but apparently I don't have much of a choice about delivering them. It was that or, well, you probably know a lot better than I do what would happen to me."

Dr. Owens looked upon Rodger, almost with a sense of pity.

"Rodger, there are things that must be done which might be...distasteful. But such is the way of life. If this works out like it's supposed to be, then it will be worth it. Oh...you can give me the package now..."