Lingren- "Loud and clear Brother. Your first mission in it I assume? " Prepared vial in hand he plugged a syringe into the warrior's neck, giving him a shot of Suppressant. Shuffling about with the aid of some crutches now he returned to the supply cabinet, procuring another shot for one of Eldritch's squad who had taken a blow defending their extraction vehicle.
Saruhai also left, but gave a nod of respect to the space marines in their thunderhawk as he left. The doctors in the infirmary were quite worried about his missing hand, Saruhai not so much. Quickly he was anesthetized so the bonesingers could return a hand to him, not his hand, just a hand.
The Eldar had all departed from the Thunderhawk leaving Noctis to approach Caerys. "Caerys." "Noctis." She replied. "I wanted to ask you..." "I know Noctis. Are you sure this is what you want? I don't know if you can go back after you do this." She asked, a hint of worry in her voice. He looked down at the floor, silent for a moment. "It is Caerys... In my state, I'm no safer within the Imperium than here. And I have more than myself to think about now." He stated finally. She nodded in reply. He turned and boarded the Thunderhawk once again, but glanced back at her. "Give me a moment." "Of course."He proceeded into the med-bay of the Thunderhawk and looked at Veritas. "Veritas..."
OOC: Google, man, if you complain so much, why can't you read what others post? You post like once in a fucking passing and expect us to have it in mind... Yet you can't even read one page before the current one? I'm sorry, I was with you in some of your complaints, but this is... *Zips it.*
Aida nodded to the Avenger she still mostly held up on her own, though little did she let it show for the sake of his pride. Her helmet now hung by her hip but her breathers and resonators were still were upon her mouth and nose, making her voice a grim and distant echo. The warrior-self still lingered, but had been receding over the flight. "Teras, focus on yourself" she sentenced, still influenced heavily by the war-mask. "I... I'm sorry, Teras. Just remember, mind over body. Focus on your own healing so you can aid her" she corrected.
OOC: I'm sorry. I have a job now and it has messed up my sense of time. Now I'm struggling since I have to wake up and go to work, and once I'm back I'm just tired and forgetful. I must appear like a idiotic, careless fool now.
