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The autopsy of Wilford Warfstache is a solemn affair.

With Autor and Vyvyan there to assist as trainee medical student and health care assistant respectively, Guppy addresses both of them before he starts.

"Right, Wilford has given us permission to do this."

Well, he gave Guppy permission to do 'anything' with his many dead bodies, but he's not going to say that to Vyvyan in case he gets ideas.

"The fact that he comes back is irrelevant. This is a serious business and his body is to be treated with respect. You can ask as many questions as you want, but anything medical that we discuss is not to be repeated outside this room. I will be letting Security know the cause of death."

This is mainly aimed at Vyvyan.

"If you find the process upsetting and need to step out, there's a water machine in the staff room. Better to sit down rather than fall down, okay?"

Date: 2018-03-16 10:22 pm (UTC)
vyvyan: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vyvyan
Vyvyan, not really knowing what to do, decides to operate Guppy's camera as Autor works so that the other two have their hands free. He might not know where to cut, but he can line up a ruler on the things they're looking at.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:28 pm (UTC)
herr_bookman: (sleepy)
From: [personal profile] herr_bookman
Autor didn't expect the smell to get to him as much as it is. He tries breathing through his mouth, having read that people don't taste without inhaling through their noses, and it seems to help a little. He still has to suppress a gag reflex, though.

He decides that he can keep going.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:30 pm (UTC)
vyvyan: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vyvyan
"You okay?" Vyvyan asks Autor.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:33 pm (UTC)
herr_bookman: (hadn't considered that)
From: [personal profile] herr_bookman
"If you're sure," Autor says, looking rather green around the gills. He strips of his gloves and disposes of them properly before washing his hands thoroughly. Then he all but flees the room, shoulders bowed as if from a great weight.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:37 pm (UTC)
vyvyan: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vyvyan
"The smell's not me." Vyvyan says, going to get some water.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:45 pm (UTC)
herr_bookman: (serious)
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Autor spends a few minutes with his head between his knees, chastising himself for not being able to handle something as routine as a dissection. If he wants to be a medical student, he's going to have to get used to those.

After he's done breathing through his nose, he reenters the operating room, and washes his hands again. Donning gloves again, he stares at the corpse. "Okay. I'm ready again."

Date: 2018-03-16 10:47 pm (UTC)
vyvyan: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vyvyan
Vyvyan gives Autor a little pat on the shoulder, which may or may not be helpful.

Date: 2018-03-16 10:59 pm (UTC)
herr_bookman: (glasses)
From: [personal profile] herr_bookman
"Yes," Autor says, and turns to the printer to find the toxicology report. He skims the paper while bringing it to Guppy. "Says here it was a stegia poison. I wonder if that's from Wilford's world."

Date: 2018-03-16 11:03 pm (UTC)
vyvyan: (Default)
From: [personal profile] vyvyan
"How'd it get there? Wasn't dying his chest hair with it was he?" Vyvyan asks.

Date: 2018-03-16 11:09 pm (UTC)
herr_bookman: (serious)
From: [personal profile] herr_bookman
Autor stitches half the body, from the collarbones to the diaphragm, and leaves Vyvyan to the rest. The boy's stitches are neat and precise, as he's had lots of practice embroidering.

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