((Hey, I'm O+...heheh. I like this character idea, Hunt!))
Corliss waits a moment for the Engineer to reply, but instead the creature just seems quite content to have helped him. With all those tentacles there was probably going to be a language barrier, even though it was clear the Engineer could understand Corliss.
He shrugs. "Well, thank you very much, you're a lifesaver, mate," says Corliss with a grin, and he goes back to working on the Skimmer.
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In the bar, Myitt glances idly over her shoulder at the commotion. A young man in pretty bad shape who looks like he's wearing a dated human military uniform.
"We can take him to my fighter," says Myitt, although she's reluctant to leave the conversation between Ossanlin and Ardiss. "I'm no medic, but I have the supplies to keep him alive. We'll have to hurry." She glances around at those within earshot. "And if anyone else is better at patching people up, we could use your help, too."
She slides off the seat and walks over to Parker, frowning at the condition of the young human. "Alright, we need to act quickly. Follow me."
Myitt leads Parker to her Bug fighter, which is small but has a storage room equipped with a fold-out metal wall cot and a number of supplies, all of them in either English or Yeerkish. The basics--adrenaline, saline, gauze and antiseptic, topical analgesics. Once Parker has arrived she injects the human with a painkiller and starts applying the analgesics and antiseptic, which is about the limit of her on-the-fly medical capabilities. "Jesus," she whispers. "He's not in great shape. And where is he from? This uniform looks like it's right out of Band of Brothers."
