Beauty & The Beast

[Carthrat]

It's hard to argue with that, as the man finds. Plenty of the workforce pack up and leave, and while a few of the more cynical/smarter shoot N'Dovu a questioning look, they don't really want to say no to an unplanned break.

[Brian]

N'dovu shoots the man one last scowl, and then turns back to the doctor.  "Is it safe to move her?" he asks, glancing briefly at the entryway he emerged from.

[Carthrat]

The doctor, who has ignored all the preceding, looks up, and shrugs. "Not a long distance," he remarks. "It would be best if she was in hospital. These wounds will take time to heal..."

[Brian]

"Then we should get her to a hospital as soon as possible, which means we won't have time to investigate below," N'dovu says, frowning.  "Good enough.  We'll keep that area clear of workers until we know what happened.  Prepare her to be moved above ground."  N'dovu glances at the departing wokers, trying to spot one of the Cahuilla children he'd considered more trustworthy when he was there last ... not that he expects much from them if they came here for money.  Still, all he really needs to have them do is bring Rick and his car around.

Then again....  "Do you have one of those phones without wires?" N'dovu asks the doctor curiously.

[Carthrat]

"Er, a mobile? Sure, but it doesn't work underground," says the doctor. "Or, at least, in these damn ruins. Disrupts the signal or something."

[Brian]

"That's fine," N'dovu says.  "We should get her out of here anyway.  Whoever -- or whatever -- did this to her is still down there, and I'd just as soon not let the job be finished.  If you'll direct me, medicine man, I can try to move her gently."

[Carthrat]

The doctor's eye quirks at that. "Medicine man, eh?" he chuckles. "Well, best we go now. It's kind of creepy being in these ruins without anyone else about."

And it's right- everyone else, at N'Dovu's yell, vanished. Funny, that. The doctor starts slowly heading towards the exit of the ruins.

[Brian]

Tucking the doctor's cell-phone in his pocket, N'dovu carefully lifts the woman, and follows the doctor out, and above ground.

[Carthrat]

N'Dovu can't help but appreciate the scale of the project going on. These ruins that he's in are deep underground; he's forced to ascend a rickety-looking wooden staircase after plodding for almost half a mile through an entirely subterrainian dig site.

When he reaches the top, he finds himself viewing the *surface* ruins- erosion or whatnot must have disjointed the ruins from each other, because he can see the small remains of buildings being worked over by fervent Caihuilla.. and others.

He also notes that the dig site is against a cliff, which is also being worked over.

"Better make that call now," comments the doctor, glancing about. "She'll need an ambulance soon and whatnot. I suppose someone would have already notified the authorities, but it can't hurt to call again."

[Brian]

"Yes," N'dovu agrees absently.  He's about to dial when he realizes that he doesn't have Rick's cell-phone number.  Well....  Sighing, N'dovu looks for a Cahuilla youth who looks familiar, and asks him for the number.

However, once he's got access to the medicine man, he quickly calls.

[Carthrat]

"Who is this?" asks Rick, sounding rather agitated.

[Brian]

"This is N'dovu," N'dovu says.  "I am at the site, and need to move someone quickly.  She is injured, and there is not much time."

[Carthrat]

"The site? You want me to go to the site? Well, ok," replies Rick, sounding concerned.

The doctor nods approvingly. "Good, that. We don't have anything but the most basic equipment here," he says, shaking his head. "That's the most serious injury I've seen. Why, anything worse, and I wonder if we could deal with it..."

[Brian]

"The spirits are with us," N'dovu tells the doctor, before replying to Rick.  "Yes.  It is somewhat urgent, so the spirits should see us together soon."  With that, N'dovu hangs up, and hands the doctor his phone back.  Not leaving the woman's side, N'dovu surveys the crowd of assembled workers, looking in particular for any youths who seem like they might have been injured.

[Carthrat]

Most of the Caihuilla have small scratches and bruises here and there. On the whole, they just look tired, though, as opposed to injured.