Crap.

She starts heading over - she's still not trained in medicine, though she googled some stuff after the skateboarder cracked his head open, but she's good at staying calm and half decent at de-escalation.

"Everyone okay?" she calls out.

People are mostly clustering around the bleeding duelist, but some of the people knocked over haven't gotten up yet.

One of the students in a clip-on tie calls out, "Uh, she's like stabbed in the arm all the way through, and most of us have burns on our hands but that was just for fun, and I don't know if anyone was hurt by falling over but probably not?"

"Do you want me to call someone?" she asks stabbed girl. "I have my phone." She vaguely remembers you're not supposed to call an ambulance outside of a serious emergency unless someone asks, because they're expensive and ERs are worse.

"Can you drive me?" she asks her friend, who nods and starts searching her pockets for keys. "Um. We're parked nearby, I think we can get there okay? I think I shouldn't take it out until we get there?" She mostly succeeds at keeping the shake out of her voice.

(All but one of the people who fell are back on their feet and crowding around them.)

"That's reasonable - you, you, and you, move aside, let's make a path - " She starts addressing the people in the way of the exit. Then, back to the girl, "I'll help walk you to the car, those steps are annoying even when not injured."

"Thanks," she says, holding out her uninjured arm.

People clear a path. "Liam, are you okay?" asks the clip-on tie guy of the person still lying on the ground.

Uh crap. "Someone wrong?" she calls, taking injured girl's arm. "You, the Mallet RA's in, go get her, room 203," she says to one likely looking bystander. 

The bystander runs off in the right direction. Clip-on tie guy crouches by Liam. "Uh, he was winning at eating the most marshmallows at once and fell over and it doesn't look like he's moving? I don't think any of us fell hard enough for concussions or anything?"

Crap what was that thing online - 

"Check his airway, then his breathing, then his circulation - if any're off call 911, that could be really bad - "

He rolls Liam over, then pulls out a cellphone and starts dialing. "He's, uh, definitely not breathing," he explains in a whisper, as the call goes through. Injured girl sways a little and grips Mal's arm.

"Who here knows CPR?" Mal calls. "If you don't, clear out, the paramedics will need access - "

She is taking a CPR class next chance she gets.

Everyone shuffles away, except clip-on tie guy who is covering one ear and answering questions on the phone.

"You, go to Venable 310A, the girl there's in the nursing program, she knows CPR, can get here before the ambulance," to another likely bystander. 

"Sorry about this," she says quietly to injured girl. "I'll get you to your car now, that needs to be looked at - "

Bystander the second jogs off in approximately the right direction.

She lightly takes her friend's hand. "Yeah. Thanks."

Clip on dude seems competent to handle further emergencies maybe, so she'll help injured girl to her car, then dart back to the quad to see if anyone else has suffered a medical emergency.

Injured girl's friend seems capable of driving her to the hospital.

No further emergencies seem to be ongoing. Everyone but clip-on guy and Liam has dispersed.

Are either the RA or nursing student present?

The RA is approaching, along with the student who went to get her. No sign of the nursing student yet.

She's not useful here, so she'll go find someone who knows CPR. The nursing student, if she's in. Someone else, if not (she starts texting people).