[color=Khaki][center][h2]Desmond Mores[/h2][/center][/color] 
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The battle was over, and while they had won. Poppy got hurt, and bearing a few, he gunned down with his rifle. The others did most of the work, and he has to remember that he is only human. He almost got overwhelmed by Lost while the others handled it. Not without injuries, of course, but still better than what he did. Either way, the group survived their first brush with Lost in this city, and there are bound to be more Lost within. More reason to step up and help more with defending the group. 

Taking out his rifle and walked over to the group. Noting Poppy's wounds while she laid on the Iron Horse. A nice thing that Lys had brought with her with  Desmond hopes that this is the worse of it that they will have in this city. If not then, the group could get in serious trouble while on this mission. But, he will try to be hopeful, and this is his time to step up. Speaking up, [color=Khaki]"Then I call second shift then. The least I can do since I am fine."[/color] Taking a deep breath, a thought popped into his head that maybe he should learn more about fixing wounds after this mission. Especially, with their main medic on a makeshift stretcher. But, focusing on the now, [color=Khaki]"But, we should leave soon before more Lost show up if everyone is ready."[/color] Sounding concerned more than anything.