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[Shadestyle]

Both Gozer and Dackly are still Tightly pressed to the floor, it is only after a while of silence that Gozer's Green core peeks out ever so slightly.

[Dustan Hache]

The gash would have already stopped bleeding, and be slowly knitting itself back together for the most part, itching slightly as it does so.

[Sanure]

The fan has ground to a halt and is slowly grinding upwards, the inside glowing the same blue the rods once did.

[SOLDIER First]

"The platform should be able to stop it... Are the doors opening at all?"

[Projeck37]

"Can someone give me a hand? Preferably, a medical one."

[Dustan Hache]

I am working on it, be patient! *the terran combat medic would sigh, half waiting for his healing kits to refill and half trying to ration it out to prevent everyone from bleeding out.*

[hector13]

"Can someone give me a hand? Preferably, a medical one."

slaps you with a latex glove

[USEC_OFFICER]

Alria winces and nods, moving a rather bloody hand away from the gaping hole in her armor.
"Yes, that would be...appreciated. Just don't do anything beyond healing."

"I won't! I don't have the equipment on hand to do such a thing!" Motya shuffles over to inspect Alria with its sensory cluster, the beady black organs staring creepily at her for a few moments before they get to work. Motya's manipulating limbs inject some kind of numbing agent, before they begin work cleaning, stiching and bandaging the mercenary's wounds. Throughout all of this, the creature just won't shut up. "But you should let me do so much more on you! You humans are just so inefficent. I bet you still digest all of your own food. How quant! The mere thought of it makes me want to laugh!"

"Can someone give me a hand? Preferably, a medical one."

Once Motya is finished dealing with Alria, they shuffle over to Chryssa and give her the same treatment. "Hello there! I'm Motya! Who are you?"

((I'll reevaluate the font-choice tomorrow, when I can actually tell what it looks like.))

[Projeck37]

"The name's Chryssa, and I just slayed that beast. Pleasure to meet you, Motya."

[Dustan Hache]

(but... those were my thoughts, and I had already healed that person?)

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Did you? How disappointing! I wanted to observe the animal up close and personal before it was liquified! Such a shame. It is a pleasure to meet you too! You'll have to tell me all about it!" they reply, gesturing to the Metroid corpse.

[Projeck37]

"Well... they're weak to cold."

[mcclay]

Alria stands stock still as the strange creature roots around in her wounds. While its impossible to tell the merc's facial expression through the armored visor is probably pretty easy to tell that shes not too thrilled about this.
"I would prefer to keep my humanity, if its all the fucking same to you. Crazy ass drugs though, I'm fucking down with that."

[Dustan Hache]

(Why does everyone ignore me?)

[Sanure]

((Because he is the quiet medic type Most people don't notice them. But really, they should...))