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The small groups of humans were joined by a second group, this one containing about eight more people of various races. About two more humans, three bird-like individuals, and three more humanoids that had four arms and smooth skin. Within their arms were an assortment of weapons, ranging from small arms to welding tools, hissing with fire. All threatening the Varyx.

The man who lowered his gun looked away from Tearys and to his fellows, "Stop it. She's isn't one of them and we need to stick together. Night time is almost on us and we need to get on the walls. She could help us."

When he finished, about half of the people around lowered their weapons, and snuffed their torches. But the other half weren't ready to trust a stranger, "How do we know she would help us? I say we should just kill her before she kills us." Said one avian-man.
When Tearys dashed around the corner, she would catch full sight of what the eyes belonged to. When the eyes looked back at Tearys, the little human girl let out an ear piercing scream of terror. Petrified in terror at the monster before her.

From nearby, footsteps could be heard running closer. Within seconds 3 more human showed up, all with guns, all pointing at Tearys. Even more footsteps could be heard coming closer as well.

"Get away from that!" One man yelled at the girl.

"Wait it's not one of them." Said another, lowering his gun. Even though the other two still had them aimed for her head.
Something small was peering at the Varyx from around a nearby corner, two little eyes and some hair was all that could be seen. When Tearys looked over, the form slunked back, hiding more of it's body assuming she had not seen it.
Hay was still a tad on edge. He didn't want to be down here with less down here with a broken leg. Still Rennac was trying to help and the thought did count in his mind.

He moved a it and sat down by Ryder, who was till jsut standing there with Varus in his arms. "Yeah maybe.... but... I don't know... I mean my leg is still kinda messed up." He said with a light chuckle, almost as if he was trying to make light of his situation.
Ryder looked at Rennac with a tilted head, clearly not getting either of the jokes. He then stepped forward and lifted Varus up and cradled his locked body in his arms. Letting out a low whale's call and he looked to Jack for guidance. Till Varus woke up, she was making the most sense.

Hay smiled lightly as his ability was prove useful. Once he heard Rennac talk about being a ground medic, his color left his face. "No... no, no, no. I'm good being on a ship. I... no."
Hay looked over his head, he had some bruising, but nothing too bad. All in all the Captain didn't seem to be that worse off. He gently reached for his neck, checking vitals and rates. all seemed normal. Then Hay saw that the Captain's eyes were open, so he waved a hand in front of them, checking for ocular recognition, and there is where things got to the damaged part. His eyes weren't calibrated right, a common sign of a concussion.

"He's got a concussion. Nothing too serious, be he'll be out of it for a few hours. And when that fades he'll be a little out of it. I'm going to give him a nerve and blood dampener. It will reduce the swelling in his brain and get him back in shape faster. but he'll suffer from reduced muscle control. Somebody will need to carry him for the next few hours."

Hay then grabbed a syringe, much like the one he had injected himself with, but the contents were a different color along the measuring scale. He cracked off the cap in a similar fashion and injected Varus in the neck. Very quickly Varus' bruises began to change color as the blood was thinned to allow a reduce in swelling. The good news from a shot like this. The bruises would be gone within the hour.

Ryder sat up and walked over, ready to pick Varus up, but he hesitated. Then gestured to put Varus' helmet back on.
Ryder set Varus down next to Hay, then took a few steps back to observe what was to happen, sitting down on his metal rump, tail dragging to coil to his right side.

Hay stepped closer to the collection of armor, looking over it to see anything crazy obvious as damage. Thankfully nothing seemed to be painfully obvious. Shock armor had a way of dealing with shock and trauma. "Rennac, I need your help to get his helmet off. I need to check his body."

Varus inside was reeling, but his senses were coming back slowly. His ears were ringing, but at least they weren't silent anymore. He could also feel his skin, and it was surprisingly not harmed. He didn't feel like his whole body was broken, only his head.
Sorry about not being around guys. Work has been killer and house life has been worse. After today's day of work I will have time to post a few things.

Similarly, Gunner is indisposed for a bit as he has an official DOTA game to play. Good news, he wins it, he gets a better ranking on the professional rosters. I command all of you to cheer for him in spirit.
Ryder kept moving forward. He wasn't fatigued, but he was curious. Everything that's been going on he never really understood, but he knew it wasn't normal. Hopefully some answers would come and hopefully everybody would be ok. Varus and Hay both included. He glanced over to Jack and then over his shoulder at Rennac. Then continued on in silence.

Varus didn't change much, still not making a single sound, but his vision was coming back and he was look up at the sky, only getting glimpses at Ryder's shining armor.
Ryder just looked at Ren for a few moments, but eventually nodded and began to walk back towards where he saw the colony.

Varus was beginning to stir a bit more now that he was mobile. His brain was turning on and one of the only things he could think, "Hunter's Mercy, my head hurts like Hell." Still not much he could do about it, he couldn't even more his own arms just yet. But one thing he was thankful for, with his armor locked he was much more comfortable in his own little shell.
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