in the halls of Alaric

OOC: What is?

*Alana manages to climb into the frigate, the Techpriests being useful meatshields and absorbing most of the incoming fire*

she turns to try and find matt

OOC playing a game together and posting on the topic

*He's still firing, trying to cover Wolfie as he begins to fall back*

OOC: *Air drumming*

OOC sorry! sorry sorry

IC "ROB! COME ON!"

OOC: it's k

"Come on Wolfie!"
*He loads a second magazine and opens fire. Causing some skitarii to divert their attention to him, giving Wolfie a moment to run back*

wolfie was been smashing shit in cqc
"comin!" he hulk style smashes through the guys aiming at robb before falling back

"I'll cover you, get to the frigate!"

*He throws a grenade and ducks down*

"which one of us is in terminator armour? you get your arse in the ship first!"

"Point"

*He begins to move to the frigate, firing a burst before starting to run. Seeing this the Skitarii open up on him, ignoring Wolfie in an attempt to bring him down*

wolfie just slams into them again

*He jumps in having taken minimal damage

wolfie leaps in after

*Laura closes the doors and activates the main thrusters, bringing the frigate up into the atmosphere*

Alana is out of breath

*Rob walks up to Alana and kisses her*
"You did well"

she kisses back, simultaneously scanning him for injuries

*A couple more holes nothing too lethal*

"How's your leg?"

"Better. stings like a bitch"

"That's good, lets take you to one of the smaller medbays and get your leg sorted*

"You get your bulletholes sorted first!"

"That still involves the medbay"

"i know"

"Lets go then"

she does

*He leads her to a fairly out of the way medical bay, inside us small and somewhat featureless containing three beds and a single servitor who is frantically sterilising everything in an attempt to fulfil its most recent order*

"you first"

"As you wish"
*He strips off and lays on the bed, fresh blood now dirtying the previously sterile environment*

OOC heyyo!
IC she scans the wounds

OOC: Ehyo!!

*Most entrance wounds are situated around his lower torso and thighs, with only one having hit near his heart. The radiation from the radium carbines seems to have settled at non lethal levels*

"So what was that green glow?"

OOC suup
IC "you were shot with a radium carbine. the shots are radioactive. and oooh shit they hit your heart"

"Look again darling, it missed my heart. So you did what? Absorb the radiation?"

"more like cancel it out. sort of. its complicated and i dont fully understand it but...you ever play fallout?"

"Once or twice, why?"

"think of it like radaway"

"Oh right"

"yeah"

*After dealing with a very uncooperative stain the servitor wheels over to Rob and Alana*

"see what you can do for him"

-Affirmative-

*The servitor gets to work, cleaning and sterilising the wounds before applying anaesthetic and cutting into Rob's body. Sealing any damaged veins/arteries, removing any dead flesh/shrapnel and dealing the wounds*

she waits patiently

*It finishes and begins to clean its tools*

-Operation successful-

she smiles

-Do you require anything?-

"yeah, i got shot in the leg with a las-weapon"

-Please lie on a bed-

she does so

-Would you like anaesthetic?-

"yeah"

*It pierces her skin will a syringe and injects an anticoagulant and an anaesthetic*
-The captain will pay for any damages to your uniform-
*It cuts into her trouser leg and removes it, revealing the wound*