"Shiiiiiit, I revise that," Faith called over the comm, "Turns out this wound is... going to be unpleasant due to, uh, bile leaking into blood, more or less. I'll see if I can fix it, but... well. Sooner I get out the better, I guess."
See if there's any way to stop said sepsis. Without, you know, gutting self or getting put into a death-coma or something, though examine coma feasibility as well.
[Med:4+1] You get some sterile saline from the advanced kit and proceed to wash your guts out a bit. Once it's mostly clear, you wave cog over and have him open his faceplate and angle his reflective visor so that you can use it as a mirror. From there it's a slow process of picking splinters out of your own gut, stitching your intestine up and then stuffing the hole with sterile gauss before wrapping it up in a bandage. You can't do anything about any toxins that got into your blood already, and this isn't exactly a sterile environment (though now that you think of it, that wave of heat might have been beneficial in that regard) but it will help. Or at least it will keep you on your feet a bit longer.
(( Damnit, Faith is turning into a F.A.T.A.L. Yes, that's a singular noun now.))
((If that's the F.A.T.A.L. I'm thinking of, I see the gore, but where's the other things?))
((If that's the F.A.T.A.L. I'm thinking of, I see the gore, but where's the other things?))
((When the GM means the crap is leaking from her intestine, you can also take it literally, since those are her intestines. Presto.))
Hey, I'm not going any more into the gore then is realistic. Injuries aren't fun or pretty, but I'm trying to be matter of fact about it, realistic but not overboard. Now this
Milno started to hear the voice of his team mates over the comms and since there was nothing he could help them with for the moment, he decided to take his time in the proximity of the most heavily damaged area and save the limited fuel for later.
Milno turns off his rockets and walks the last few moments to the closest teammates. Hopefully in time to see Faith with her intestines torn open.
((Hey, maybe he can even use her intestines to pull her out of the tree. After playing Tarzan for a few minutes of course.))
is fatal territory.
After the noise of falling debris died away Lukas for a short moment Lukas felt relieved that none of the debris fell anywhere near him. Then the pain in is arm, shoulder and head returned. Lukas felt dizzy and nauseous. He also felt very afraid that he might be the only one left after the armageddon that just occurred. He thought he might have heard some radio communication just now but het was too confused to know whether it was even real. "Hey...Hey guys, is anyone still alive? I don't feel so good. I think my arm and shoulder are busted and I..." Is anyone... Then he hears Faifth's voice over the radio. "Faith! Faifth, where are you?" Lukas started looking around to see if anyone familiar was nearby.
Look around to see if anyone familiar is nearby.
You look around, dazed and still having trouble seeing. You can't see anyone near by, but faith has to be around here somewhere, she can't have flown too far and still be alive.
((Are both team's radios connected?))
yep.
Milno started to hear the voice of his team mates over the comms and since there was nothing he could help them with for the moment, he decided to take his time in the proximity of the most heavily damaged area and save the limited fuel for later.
Milno turns off his rockets and walks the last few moments to the closest teammates. Hopefully in time to see Faith with her intestines torn open.
EDIT: Use the coordinates she gave over the radio.
You skim across the ashen ground and trot briskly to a stop next to faith, just as she's finishing up with her injuries.
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