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'Mr Thomson! You are a voluntary patient, you could just ask to be discharged. And Sergeant MacDonald, really, I expected better from you.' She reaches out to take the syringe from the orderly, 'Leave them with me' she says to the orderlies and then gestures to Eugene and Angus, 'You two, come with me'.

"I don't think we can leave you alone with them," said the same orderly. "They're tricky and might be dangerous." He shook his head. "You mean he tried to escape when he could have just walked out any time? Well, he can't now. Trying to help another patient to escape is serious, especially this one. Some high muckety-muck in the Home Guard insisted that he not be released."

OOC,[b]Anna[/b], please roll Credit Rating.

Anna Credit Rating 40%,[dice]0[/dice]

OOC:   Nope, just not important enough

"Sorry, Doc," said the orderly. "We just can't take a chance with your safety." The one with the syringe knelt down to inject Eugene.

OOC,It's not that you're not important enough, it's just that your status as a doctor isn't enough to override their safety concerns.

Phyllis looks on in dismay as the orderly unwittingly is about to cause Angus’s possible demise. She’s become rather fond of the sergeant.
“Oh please don’t inject him or lock them up! It’s all my fault; blame a batty old woman. You can take me to your supervisor right now and I’ll confess everything. I promise.”

Fast talk,If it’s now the next round and I can: 55 [dice]0[/dice]

"You mean you're responsible for this?" the orderly said, turning when she spoke. "Right, I suppose we'd all best go see someone authority. Everyone, back inside." He and his partner hauled Eugene to his feet.

Will all his energy spent, Eugene dejectedly allows himself to be frogmarched along.

“The dark...” he mutters. “Keep away the dark...”

'May I do that?' says Anna placing her hand on the orderly's, hoping to inject Eugene with a much smaller dose of sedative than intended.

Phyllis walks staunchly in front of the orderlies but inside she is wondering what on earth she is going to say,
“ Oh Phyllis Cruckshank, you have got yourself into a right pickle.” She says to herself.

Anna Pharmacy 50%,[dice]0[/dice]

Anna tries to squeeze as little sedative into the injection as she can without rousing suspicion from the orderlies.

OOC:   Success

Anna successfully injected Eugene with a lower dosage. He felt a little groggy, but he was able to hold onto consciousness.

The group went upstairs to the top floor, where the secretary Megan admitted everyone to Dr. Stoddard's office. He looked up from his desk in surprise. "What in the world is going on?" he demanded.

"Escape attempt, sir," said the talkative orderly. "These two patients dressed up as orderlies and tried to slip out, but we sussed them out right quick. This old lady-" he motioned to Phyllis, "said it was her fault."

Archie:

Archie steps in hastily. "Doctor, I'm Reverend Pennyfeather, and I know Mrs Crukshank very well. I believe there has been a simple miscommunication here. Mrs Crukshank did not mean to suggest she was helping anyone escape. I believe Mrs Crukshank blames herself for not intervening at an earlier time with poor Eugene. She is convinced had she done so, he would not require medical assistance now. This is what she meant when she said this was all her fault."

"Mrs Crukshank is very active in the Women's Institute and her charitable works are a thing of legend. I can assure you she is a person of impeccable character."

"And I must add," Archie turns to the orderly who had just spoken and suddenly there is a lot less reverend and a lot more lieutenant commander, "that calling someone an old lady is uncouth. I believe you, sir, owe the lady an apology."

Phyllis, who is looking very flustered, gives Reverend Pennyfeather a grateful glance and then turns her best gimlet stare on the orderly.

The orderly blanched and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, ma'am," he said, his voice quivering.

"Well, both patients will need to be confined to padded cells, for their own safety," said Dr. Stoddard. "Good job stopping the escape. We can't have this in our institution. We just had one escape a few days ago, an extremely dangerous patient, and we were lucky to get her back before she hurt anyone else. The Home Guard was particularly concerned about MacDonald here, and they left explicit instructions that he was not to leave. I don't relish telling them what happened."

Archie:

"Quite, quite," Archie says agreeably, "let's leave the busy doctor to his work."

Anna asks to have a quiet word with Dr Stoddard. 'They weren't aggressive Dr Stoddard, could we keep them on the open ward with closer observations? I've administered a sedative to Mr Thomson so he shouldn't be any trouble.'

"I'll allow Mr. Thomson to remain on the ward under the circumstances," said Dr. Stoddard, "but I can't take a chance with MacDonald. It's my neck if we lose him."

'Thank you Dr Stoddard' says Anna, and she returns to inform the others.

'I'm sorry Sergeant MacDonald, you will have to spend a little time in one of the seclusion rooms, Eugene, you can stay on the ward. We are going to have to revise our plans.'