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A Helping Paw
A Thursday Prompt script excerpt
© 2021 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: cooperation
Thumbnail art by
technicolorpie and 
marmelmm
A shining beacon of healing and hope, going where it is needed throughout space. This . . . is Monsoon Poultry Hospital . . .
MONSOON POULTRY HOSPITAL, SERIES 250 EPISODE 19
CAST:
Nurse Dara: Orban Mkele (sow otter)
Nurse Ito: Kim Zhangyi (tod fox)
Doctor Ghazi: Iosif Odell (tabby feline, tom)
Doctor Kumar: Suryavarman Janis (gharial, cow)
SCENE. The nurse’s station outside the main quarantine ward’s operating room. NURSE DARA and NURSE ITO are behind the desk.
ENTER DOCTOR GHAZI, visibly angry.
GHAZI: (slams fist on the counter) Damn her! I’m not working with her!
DARA: (concerned look) What’s the matter, Doctor?
GHAZI: That – that – that COLONIAL! Suryavarman’s not suited to work at this station – hells, she’s not suited to work anywhere! We have a patient who may DIE of infectious hydrocephaly, but SHE wants to rely on some FOLK remedy to treat him!
ITO: Is he that bad off?
GHAZI: Yes. We have to open his skull and put a drain in, or he’ll die for sure.
ITO: Will that heal him?
GHAZI: (shoulders slumping) No, sadly. Infectious hydrocephaly’s incurable. It’s the reason we have him in quarantine – we don’t want everybody getting it. The station itself would be in jeopardy if the virus got loose.
DARA: So he’ll have to have the drain forever?
GHAZI: I’m afraid so.
(Door opens. ENTER DR. SURYAVARMAN. Her long scaly tail is whipping back and forth angrily.)
SURYAVARMAN: Ghazi!
GHAZI: Are you going to keep on acting like a fool? Your silly folk remedies –
SURYAVARMAN: Are documented on my world. They work, you blind –
GHAZI: What else do you use there? A severed feral monkey’s paw?
SURYAVARMAN: (growls)
DARA: Please, Doctors! Let’s calm down a moment, all right? May I make a suggestion?
SURYAVARMAN: I’m listening, Nurse. Ghazi?
GHAZI: (grumbles) All right.
DARA: If the patient’s illness is incurable –
SURYAVARMAN: It’s not, I tell you.
DARA: (holding up her paws placatingly) Please bear with me, Doctor. If it is incurable, Doctor Ghazi, what’s the harm in trying Dr. Suryavarman’s treatment first? If it doesn’t work, put the drain in. You two are the best doctors in your fields, surgery and neurology; surely you can work together.
(GHAZI and SURYAVARMAN look at each other.)
SURYAVARMAN: Well . . .
GHAZI: I suppose . . .
DARA: Think about it.
GHAZI: (sighs) The patient’s condition is currently serious, so we have some time. All right, Doctor, we’ll try your method first – but I’ll have a surgical team standing by if it doesn’t work.
SURYAVARMAN: I can live with that. I’ll start the preparation right now. (SURYAVARMAN leaves.)
GHAZI: (shakes his head; mutters) This had better work. (GHAZI leaves.)
ITO: Deus, Dara, that poor patient.
DARA: I know, Zhangyi, I know. But that’s why we’re here; if we can help, we can. If we can’t, well – (DARA gives an eloquent shrug) – we can offer comfort, and even some hope.
SCENE. The quarantine ward. A bull buffalo is lying prone on a bed, unconscious, with IVs and monitors around him. An oral catheter is hanging from the corner of his mouth as DR. SURYAVARMAN is readying a large syringe filled with a murky green liquid.
GHAZI: (looking over her shoulder) So, what is this?
SURYAVARMAN: It’s made from two native plants from my world, Iosif. It has to be introduced into his stomach, which is why I have the oral catheter put in.
GHAZI: (skeptical look) And you think this will help?
SURYAVARMAN: Well, one of the plants has an antiviral effect, and we know that infectious hydrocephaly is caused by a virus. The other plant is an anti-inflammatory, which could help the inflamed brain tissue go back to normal. (SURYAVARMAN plugs the syringe into the catheter and administers the liquid.) There, it’s in.
GHAZI: How long, do you think?
SURYAVARMAN: (looking down at the patient speculatively) We should know in a few hours. Until then, Doctor, I’d be honored to help you prep the patient for surgery.
GHAZI: What, no faith in your own treatment, Janis?
SURYAVARMAN: I do have faith in it, Iosif, but there’s no harm in being cautious, is there?
SCENE: The nurse’s station outside the main quarantine ward’s operating room. NURSE DARA and NURSE ITO are behind the desk again.
ENTER DOCTORS GHAZI AND SURYAVARMAN, smiling.
DARA: Hello, Doctors. Why the big smiles?
GHAZI: Much as I hate to admit it, but Dr. Suryavarman’s treatment is working. The fluid level in the patient’s brain has dropped fifteen percent in the past hour. (offers a paw) Well done, Doctor.
SURYAVARMAN: (takes the paw) Thank you, Doctor. I’m glad that you agreed that we work together, and I’m also thrilled that it worked.
GHAZI: So am I. In fact, I think we can work together to make the administration of the treatment more efficient.
SURYAVARMAN: Intravenous, perhaps? Or directly introduced to the brain?
GHAZI: Let’s discuss that. (They leave, talking.)
ITO: Your suggestion worked, Dara.
DARA: (scoffs with a smile) It’s not a suggestion, Zhangyi, it’s a fact that they just needed to be reminded of. No matter what the problem is, nothing is impossible if furs work together, whether they’re from a Core or a Colonial world. Everyone has something to contribute to defeat the threats we encounter.
END SCENE.
Monsoon Poultry Hospital and characters are © DHC Productions, Gavle, Imdr Regio, Afrodite, Sol System.
A Thursday Prompt script excerpt
© 2021 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: cooperation
Thumbnail art by
technicolorpie and 
marmelmmA shining beacon of healing and hope, going where it is needed throughout space. This . . . is Monsoon Poultry Hospital . . .
MONSOON POULTRY HOSPITAL, SERIES 250 EPISODE 19
CAST:
Nurse Dara: Orban Mkele (sow otter)
Nurse Ito: Kim Zhangyi (tod fox)
Doctor Ghazi: Iosif Odell (tabby feline, tom)
Doctor Kumar: Suryavarman Janis (gharial, cow)
SCENE. The nurse’s station outside the main quarantine ward’s operating room. NURSE DARA and NURSE ITO are behind the desk.
ENTER DOCTOR GHAZI, visibly angry.
GHAZI: (slams fist on the counter) Damn her! I’m not working with her!
DARA: (concerned look) What’s the matter, Doctor?
GHAZI: That – that – that COLONIAL! Suryavarman’s not suited to work at this station – hells, she’s not suited to work anywhere! We have a patient who may DIE of infectious hydrocephaly, but SHE wants to rely on some FOLK remedy to treat him!
ITO: Is he that bad off?
GHAZI: Yes. We have to open his skull and put a drain in, or he’ll die for sure.
ITO: Will that heal him?
GHAZI: (shoulders slumping) No, sadly. Infectious hydrocephaly’s incurable. It’s the reason we have him in quarantine – we don’t want everybody getting it. The station itself would be in jeopardy if the virus got loose.
DARA: So he’ll have to have the drain forever?
GHAZI: I’m afraid so.
(Door opens. ENTER DR. SURYAVARMAN. Her long scaly tail is whipping back and forth angrily.)
SURYAVARMAN: Ghazi!
GHAZI: Are you going to keep on acting like a fool? Your silly folk remedies –
SURYAVARMAN: Are documented on my world. They work, you blind –
GHAZI: What else do you use there? A severed feral monkey’s paw?
SURYAVARMAN: (growls)
DARA: Please, Doctors! Let’s calm down a moment, all right? May I make a suggestion?
SURYAVARMAN: I’m listening, Nurse. Ghazi?
GHAZI: (grumbles) All right.
DARA: If the patient’s illness is incurable –
SURYAVARMAN: It’s not, I tell you.
DARA: (holding up her paws placatingly) Please bear with me, Doctor. If it is incurable, Doctor Ghazi, what’s the harm in trying Dr. Suryavarman’s treatment first? If it doesn’t work, put the drain in. You two are the best doctors in your fields, surgery and neurology; surely you can work together.
(GHAZI and SURYAVARMAN look at each other.)
SURYAVARMAN: Well . . .
GHAZI: I suppose . . .
DARA: Think about it.
GHAZI: (sighs) The patient’s condition is currently serious, so we have some time. All right, Doctor, we’ll try your method first – but I’ll have a surgical team standing by if it doesn’t work.
SURYAVARMAN: I can live with that. I’ll start the preparation right now. (SURYAVARMAN leaves.)
GHAZI: (shakes his head; mutters) This had better work. (GHAZI leaves.)
ITO: Deus, Dara, that poor patient.
DARA: I know, Zhangyi, I know. But that’s why we’re here; if we can help, we can. If we can’t, well – (DARA gives an eloquent shrug) – we can offer comfort, and even some hope.
SCENE. The quarantine ward. A bull buffalo is lying prone on a bed, unconscious, with IVs and monitors around him. An oral catheter is hanging from the corner of his mouth as DR. SURYAVARMAN is readying a large syringe filled with a murky green liquid.
GHAZI: (looking over her shoulder) So, what is this?
SURYAVARMAN: It’s made from two native plants from my world, Iosif. It has to be introduced into his stomach, which is why I have the oral catheter put in.
GHAZI: (skeptical look) And you think this will help?
SURYAVARMAN: Well, one of the plants has an antiviral effect, and we know that infectious hydrocephaly is caused by a virus. The other plant is an anti-inflammatory, which could help the inflamed brain tissue go back to normal. (SURYAVARMAN plugs the syringe into the catheter and administers the liquid.) There, it’s in.
GHAZI: How long, do you think?
SURYAVARMAN: (looking down at the patient speculatively) We should know in a few hours. Until then, Doctor, I’d be honored to help you prep the patient for surgery.
GHAZI: What, no faith in your own treatment, Janis?
SURYAVARMAN: I do have faith in it, Iosif, but there’s no harm in being cautious, is there?
SCENE: The nurse’s station outside the main quarantine ward’s operating room. NURSE DARA and NURSE ITO are behind the desk again.
ENTER DOCTORS GHAZI AND SURYAVARMAN, smiling.
DARA: Hello, Doctors. Why the big smiles?
GHAZI: Much as I hate to admit it, but Dr. Suryavarman’s treatment is working. The fluid level in the patient’s brain has dropped fifteen percent in the past hour. (offers a paw) Well done, Doctor.
SURYAVARMAN: (takes the paw) Thank you, Doctor. I’m glad that you agreed that we work together, and I’m also thrilled that it worked.
GHAZI: So am I. In fact, I think we can work together to make the administration of the treatment more efficient.
SURYAVARMAN: Intravenous, perhaps? Or directly introduced to the brain?
GHAZI: Let’s discuss that. (They leave, talking.)
ITO: Your suggestion worked, Dara.
DARA: (scoffs with a smile) It’s not a suggestion, Zhangyi, it’s a fact that they just needed to be reminded of. No matter what the problem is, nothing is impossible if furs work together, whether they’re from a Core or a Colonial world. Everyone has something to contribute to defeat the threats we encounter.
END SCENE.
Monsoon Poultry Hospital and characters are © DHC Productions, Gavle, Imdr Regio, Afrodite, Sol System.
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Otter
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 52.9 kB
Listed in Folders
Allow me to explain.
Monsoon Poultry Hospital is something I put together as part of my long-running story Kiss Me in the Dark: A Quiet Life. It's a soap opera, set in the far future, and has been running for somewhere around a hundred years. Nurse Dara, the kind and helpful main character, has been played by a large number of actors of both genders and several species over the years.
The excerpt above was for a show after the soap's producers were forced to adopt a more patriotic tone; in this case, the "cooperation" was meant as outreach to the Terran colonies, asking them to rejoin the rest of the Terran Sphere. There are no 'real world' references - as far as I know, hydrocephaly (water on the brain) isn't infectious.
Monsoon Poultry Hospital is something I put together as part of my long-running story Kiss Me in the Dark: A Quiet Life. It's a soap opera, set in the far future, and has been running for somewhere around a hundred years. Nurse Dara, the kind and helpful main character, has been played by a large number of actors of both genders and several species over the years.
The excerpt above was for a show after the soap's producers were forced to adopt a more patriotic tone; in this case, the "cooperation" was meant as outreach to the Terran colonies, asking them to rejoin the rest of the Terran Sphere. There are no 'real world' references - as far as I know, hydrocephaly (water on the brain) isn't infectious.
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