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Go Gunner Go! Win all the points and kill things! \o/
Jackdaw turned all at once to him, head tilted down as if to relay an air of secrecy. When she spoke, it was without the aid of the speaker system, so that her voice just barely escaped the plate wall before her lips.

"We have a mission to do. We can only accept so many delays before losses need to be cut," she whispered, quiet so that Six would be the only one to hear them if he strained himself.

She knew what she was saying, and that was part of the reason she'd whispered it. Some might take her words as a sign of mutiny, but she harbored no ill will towards the captain. Indeed, she always craved a position of authority, and power, but not at the price of betrayal. That said, before her sympathy came her duty. She wasn't sure if Varus would understand the sentiment, but she could hope.

"His injuries aren't too severe. He'll be fine," she said immediately after, and into the speakers so as to cover up the brief moment of apparent silence.
"Longer than she should need," she said sharply.

Maybe that was a bit cruel, but she'd come to expect more out of Taerys than most of the crew, at times even more than Varus. She was useful, and was very good at not letting the team down during missions. This sort of situation, waiting on her without any word, was weird. She wasn't sure if she had any place to be expectant of the Varyx for the moment. On top of what happened earlier, assurances aside, Jackdaw was uncertain if Taerys was all-there. There'd been no argument over orders, which was strange in and of itself, but now they were waiting on her.

"We'll give her a bit more time once Varus is patched up, then we move out," she said at last, and then returned her gaze to the distance, searching for the infiltrator.
She huffed. Taerys was fast enough; if the colony was close by, she'd have found it by now, there had to be something going on. Maybe she'd been killed, maybe there was a threat after all. This was why she hated missions like this, these mystery-solving gigs were out of her comfort zone, too many variables, too many stupid risks. She wagered they could have been practically finished dealing with the bandits if they'd have chosen that route, instead, they were saddled up here, in the middle of nowhere, with their superior officer on his ass, their pilot injured, no field medic, and their primer infiltrator without any form of communication.

Part of her hated Claire in that moment. The flat-faced, mannequin woman. Then again, if they didn't do this, who would? This was what the Dawn did, the jobs people in black ops were too cold-footed to touch, or that other authorities wrote off. They were here because they were the best, whether their talents were being squandered or not.

Oh, right, Six had said something, asked her a question. She turned her head to him to convey some form of acknowledgement, but was still turned towards the distance. "None. We're blind and deaf till the cat gets back."
Jackdaw gestured to Rennac when Six asked her about Varus, then motioned to Hay. "Up to him now."

Perhaps she was being too light about all of it, but then again that's the mode she went to on missions. Armor donned, these sort of things only became a concern when they would immediately effect the mission, and if Varus passed on, tragic as it might be later, they could still do what they came here to do. Of course, she wasn't about to voice that opinion, and chances were she never would; she was well aware of the reception it would recieve.

She moved ahead a few steps, looking off towards where the two had been headed. "How far off is she?" she asked.
Just as she'd thought, they hadn't gone too far. The fact that they had to wait for Taerys combined with Hay's leg must have slowed them down tremendously. It proved helpful for catching up, but Jackdaw knew well enough that now that they'd caught up the slowness would wear on her.

She didn't properly address either of the two, but her head turned more towards Hay than Six when she approached. "Found him. Do what you can with what we brought," she said, and set the -few- supplies she'd been able to bring with her on the ground.
Jackdaw led the way on past the hull of the ship. Taerys had gone opposite them, so the others would be following behind, and hopefully stopped. If they were, they'd catch up to Six and Hay before long and they could put Varus's health out of their worries. If they weren't actually supposed to be keeping up an air of stealth, she might have fired off a few rounds into the air to signal them, but, that wasn't the case.

She cast a glance over her shoulder as the two conversed, if not in the basest form. Ryder was not one for talking, or rather, not one for talking well. She was honestly surprised he'd understood Rennac's simpler explanation. Then again she hadn't spent too long around the beast of a man to really have a grasp on his mental capabilities.
When Ryder finally uncovered Varus, she was surprised to see him all in one piece. More than surprised, she was silently amazed by it. Either Litharians had tougher skin than she'd originally thought, or the captain was in possession of the largest stockpiles of luck she'd ever seen.

Jackdaw approached the seat, bringing one of the clawed boots up and cutting through the straps with quick precision. The plates around her fingers receded for a brief few moments as she placed them upon his neck, checking for a pulse despite the fact that the stirring lent to his status. When she was satisfied with her findings, she stepped back, and motioned for Ryder to grab him.

Rennac spoke up, but she didn't heed it much, and just began climbing back up the hill. "Better be careful with him then," she said.
"Don't waste your time, we'll just stop any bleeding and then bring him to Hay," she said, sifting through what supplies they had available.

There wasn't too terribly much, but then again they'd used some already on Hay's leg, and aside from that medical supplies weren't the most important things on their list when they shipped out. Now of course was different, but they couldn't afford to sit and wait for the others to take out whatever was jamming their communications.

"Ryder will carry Varus, you and I will bring whatever we can carry."
Jackdaw moved in once Ryder had uncovered what was at least a piece of the captain. She focused on prying and tossing away pieces around the arm, and bit by bit the mass would be chiseled away until whatever was below -captain or no captain- would see the light of day.

"Someone go get the medical supplies," she said dryly, and to neither or them in particular. It didn't matter to her who went to grab the stuff, but she figured they'd need it.
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