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[RangerCado]

"A-a-anyone wounds th-that I kn-kn-know of have... h-h-have been healed... th-their r-r-resting right now..." Selina hugs Victoria, hoping to calm down a little.

[Xantalos]

Darnos wakes up from his awesome nap. If only he had some sort of telepathic communication device so he could talk to Mission Control!

[RangerCado]

((...Retcon him getting one so he can? We've done it before so it shouldn't be a problem.))

[Empiricist]

"Oh, okay... thanks..."
((Yeah, assume everyone has one by now since otherwise the whole mission control thing wouldn't work out if people cant hear them.))

[RangerCado]

"Er... h-h-how was your... y-y-your report... th-thing...?" Selina is curious about this.

[Xantalos]

After borrowing someone's...
((Hah! Now we're both satisfied.))

<Ah, Victoria. Selena. Checking in on us?>

[Empiricist]

"It was fine. The usual stuff, casualty rates, projected logistics for paperwork, though I guess it was really weird doing it when I knew that my friends might contribute to the statistics..."

<Well hello there Darnos, I hope you're coping well... I just got back from filing a report.>

[RangerCado]

"Oh... uh..." Selina isn't sure how to respond to that.

<*gulp* H-hi D-darnos... h-how are you...?> Selina sounds nervous.

[Xantalos]

<Well, we were ambushed by cultists, a regenerating guy, and we got to kill them. It was kinda nice.
Oh, and the fox wolf thing got pretty badly riddled with shrapnel. I think it's alive still. Maybe.>

<Pretty good, Selena. I heard you and Victoria got married.>

[RangerCado]

<L-l-lyle is... i-i-is hurt...!? Er... sp-sp-sprinkle some... s-s-some of the... r-r-red d-dust you all g-g-got on him... i-i-it will h-help him...> Selina sounds really worried now.

[Empiricist]

<Yep... unfortunately the honeymoon could've gone better. Something tried to interfere. I am unsure of it's identity but mentioned something about these cultists being it's followers... As for Lyle, healing powder could help. Medea is also somewhat skilled at healing... if all else fails, get Isaac to shape his flesh to seal the wounds.>

[Xantalos]

<The thing's not bleeding now, just unconscious. Can't do much if he decides to die.


Side note, you have Victoria's baby there with you, don't you?>

[RangerCado]

<*GULP* um... y-y-yes... o-o-our baby is... i-i-is here...> Selina hopes this isn't a bad idea.

[Empiricist]

<Calm down Angel! You have to stay focused! Remember the healing powder Selina gave you! take a pinch and sprinkle it over each wound. YOU WILL BE OKAY!> Yellow sends Angel a sense of calm and focus, hoping to keep her okay.

((I did state that Selina gave a couple pouches of healing powder to everyone))

<Remove shrapnel. Use healing unit.>

<We'll work on temperature control, but good job. Are you feeling okay? Emotionally?> Yellow doesn't want Angel to break under the pressure.

<I wanna go home...I coulda died...I killed them...It coulda been me...>

<Relative to humanity's values, there were acceptable targets.>
<*sigh* that's sad to hear... not unexpected though... and yes, our child is with us... why do you ask?>

[Xantalos]

<I've been in these types of situations before and when I ask them they've usually forgotten the baby somewhere and I have to berate them for being really really absent minded.
But yeah, we all got shot up but we're good. I think we're just waiting for the soldiers to mourn the deaths of their comrades and we'll continue on.
Too bad those guys died, they were great partiers.>