DOWNTIME - Day 1, Evening

[Eclecticon]

There comes a time when even the best cops have to throw up their hands and admit that they're done.  Insufficient unto the day.  It's booze o'clock.  Or something harder.  Or an evening with the one who can still make your desiccated heart beat faster.  Or a DiJi cat.  Whatever.  LAPD's seen it all from its own, and as long as you're back for your next shift, it's not gonna judge you.

Crowe and Elly are bundled into the back of an emergency spinner, still covered in concrete dust and some lab tech's best guess at what dog hair was like.  Within minutes Cedars-Sinai-Honkou hospital looms into view through the fog, surreal through Elly's unsynchronised sight and Crowe's concussion.  Then there's landing, gurney wheels squeaking down too-bright coridors.  Intrusive hands.  Voices saying things.  "You're going to be okay.  We'll take care of you.  You're one of ours." 

You know what they say.  If you ain't a cop, you're little people. 


So, Elly and Crowe get a shift in a high-end medical facility on the LAPD's dime.  Both get a roll to see how well the surgeons know their stuff:
Crowe

Rolled 1d10 : 8, total 8

Rolled 1d12 : 5, total 5

Elly

Rolled 1d10 : 8, total 8

Rolled 1d12 : 12, total 12

Meanwhile, regardless of the outcome of the above, everyone taking a Downtime shift recovers a point of Resolve (N/A).  Humans recover a point of Health, and replicants recover two - . 

[Eclecticon]

Cedars-Sinai-Honkou is well-equipped, and the surgeons there work fast and thorough.  Crowe wakes to a chest covered in bandages, and sympathetic nurses saying there's not much else to be done.  He's got two broken ribs and only time is going to fix them.  Better news for Elly: the eye wound was bad enough that they tossed the entire thing and replaced the parts.  All Nexus subassemblies, it seems, are hypoimmunogenic, or some other such pretentious medical term.  They don't trigger rejection syndrome, so it's often easier to cut, dump and replace.  Two days with an eyepatch while it heals and it'll be like nothing ever happened. 

Then, just as they're getting ready to discharge themselves, a vid-phon call from Deputy Chief Holden.  "Well," he starts and then waits, glaring at them.  Clearly torn between a professional need to be updated on his officers' conditions and a deep-seated personal desire to tear them second anuses.  "What do I need to know?"


I'm not going to roll on the events chart (there's a Downtime events chart, if you didn't know) for you two, because there is no way this wouldn't happen. 

Doug, is Wylde heading home or staying out?  Where does he spend his time?

[Telcontar]

  I see the docs arew much more comfortable working on replicants then the organics. 

[Eclecticon]

In case it isn't clear, this is a space for you to do some narration.  How do Crowe and Elly respond to their boss?  Where's Wylde gotten to?