Ariamis
The Raven Calls
StitchedOwlSergent Tauret
Hearing the PWN solider say introductions where in order Anat frowned for a microsecond only half listening to him her mind focusing more so on what she was doing. Still trying to provide the best she could. She wasn't being rude well at least not in her mind she was just focused and it was that focus some of the injured where depending on to survive. Still when he said his name Pavel Sokoloff and he was engineer and that people tend to call him Soko. Anat made a mental note of it. Although she at this point didn't really care what his name was chances where at least 50% he'd die in the fight or the next as far as she was concerned.
"Anat Tuaret, combat medic. You may call me Ant, if you wish or whatever I don't really care so long as I don't find it offensive." she said looking at Soko for a moment before going to her charge. truth be told Anat wasn't interested in getting friendly mainly because they where in the middle of a battle situation and she was treating people.
"Now if you don't mind. Chatting is not really a good idea.'she said hoping that kill any lingering want to talk in this Soko person.
What came next Anat was not so sure, all she could remember was feeling an unnatural heat and a bright light. Her instincts telling her that she was in danger. Her body moving on it own moving quickly as her she could grabbing her drone to shield it form the danger. Shutting her eyes all she felt was heat and pain that was past her limits as make her cry out in pain. Something hitting her in the back of her helmet hard enough to knock her out for several minutes. Anat awaking on her side trapped under some rubble. While not directly buried she was stuck in a very confined space, so confined she had little room to move given her drone took more then half the free space her prison offered. Her drone having already wiggled free for her grip it light still shining bright in the now confined dusty space. The drone focusing on its operator it limited program unable comprehend what had happened. All it knew it master was injured and so it program demanded it would protect Anat. The drone arming it weapon as it began to emit a distress call. The drone starting to observe the small space around it watching for an threats to it operator.
"Well crap this is just what I needed." she thought looking around though the blackened visor of her helmet. Ripping it off with her right hand finding that when she went to move her left arm it hurt. Anat suspecting the drone might have unknowingly broke it to escape her grip, failing that a lucky bit of rubble hit her arm hard enough.
Letting out a shallow sigh all Anat could feel was pain and heat but she was doing her best to not show it. She was after all still on a battlefield and she had her pride. She bit her lip to keep herself focused and started thinking about the human body on very in-depth level. While using the drones light she began to check what she could and use what ever she had on her to treat herself. Sadly this wasn't much all Anat had on her was her sword and pistol. Her medical pack crushed under the rubble along with the person she was treating and the other potentially all the injured. The mere idea of that thought alone made Anat feel a hint of sadness although she drowned out the feeling with more knowledge of the human body. At the moment she was recalling the human heart going over every little bit was and recalling what each part did.
How long she was trapped she didn't know but when the rubble that formed her prison started to move. Anat felt relief it seemed she held enough value to be worth a rescue either that or the new captain cared enough to try and help the soldiers under him. Looking at the moving rubble Anat was surprised to see an older looking soldier. A soldier that just so happened to have an arrow jutting out of him, taking the offered hand. Leaning on her rescuer as she found her legs didn't want to talk her full weight. As she did so her drone chimed recognizing the soldier as a union and it program decided not to try and fill him with lead.
"Thank you, if you get me a medical kit I can remove you the souvenir you seem to have acquired. Although it cost you a high dose of pain killers" she said in a half joking tone. Finding trying slightly amusing kept her mind off the fact her body was still hurting in places she didn't think could hurt. If Anat could see herself she be most concerned for her well being as she was covered in cuts of varying depth as well of burns of varying depth mostly along her lower back where her armour didn't cover and her uniform had burnt away. Not to mention she had blood coming out the back of her head, the fact she wasn't laying passed out showed how tough the medic was. Although she was no long fit to fight, she'd need treat first not to mention a new rifle.
Looking over at the captain Anat gave a nod finding her free arm really hurt to move and the other was clinging on to her rescuer so she'd remain up right.
"Sorry sir. But may I be escorted to a medical area. I'll need patching up before being thrown back out on the field. I've already requested a medical team to come here, before the bunker got hit by... whatever that was. She said coughing finding that talking was really uncomfortable.