Screaming like a stuck mynock.

"Come on Will, run!" Guppy yells. The palms of his hands are lightly burned from the blast, and he has no arsanel left to help him with. He knows he's bleeding somewhere, it's trickling down his leg.

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The remaining soldier is taking down, spraying blue liquid everywhere. For a moment, there's stillness.

Then, in unison, every soldier, on every level of the docking bay, drops down to one knee, heads bowed. Reluctantly, the unarmoured men, with their makeshift weapons, also drop down to their knees.

At a balcony high above, a black-and-gold armoured figure appears, cloak trailing behind him. Will and Guppy might recognise him as Enzu Koren, the man from the news broadcasts.

Slowly and deliberately, he reaches to his belt, pulling a lightsaber from it and igniting it, red blade extending upwards with a hiss.

At which point, the engines on the shuttle starts.

"Get in!" Lagos calls. "We're ready to leave."

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Will runs towards it and pulls Guppy in, so he ends up falling which hurts, those claw things are cruel.

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"Thanks. Please tell me you can pilot." Guppy says, collapsing on the floor next to Will.

He opens his bag and tries to get out the skin fuser without touching either of his palms. If he can get the skin to heal up fast enough he can help, or something... his trouser leg is wet, his hands are shaking and his vision full of the little black spots that threaten to make him make an ass of himself.

"I'm sorry." he says, over and over again as he tries to heal himself up.

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Lagos doesn't reply, but there's a rumble as the ship lifts off, turning and soaring out of the docking bay.

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On his balcony, Koren flicks off his lightsaber, staring after the ship.
"Bring me a vessel, and inform the Exchange that our alliance, and our rule of this station, must unfortunately come to a premature end. I want all troops back on the Wyrm within half an hour. I won't be responsible for the fates of those who remain behind."

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"There should be kolto and bandages in that box near the door," Lagos says. "Painkillers, too. They'll do a good job on any wounds you have." He pauses, frowning out the viewscreen, as the massive, crustacean-esque ship turns about and towards them. "We may have a bit of a bumpy ride, though."

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Will grabs some kolto and puts it on Guppy's hands, taking the fuser out of them,

"Naught to 'pologize for, just rest. Thank ye, just glad to get out o''er."

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"Thanks." Guppy says to both of them. He crawls over to the nearest available seat, with one next to him for Will, and straps himself in as best he can, keeping his head low.

"Will, can you bring the bandages please? How hurt are you? Honestly? If you help me get rubber gloves on over the kolto I can help you, otherwise I can talk you through it."

He pulls his trouser leg up with the edge of one finger, trying to get a look at what's bleeding down his leg. Having established that he hasn't severed any major vessels, he balances that leg on his knee and uses his forearms to apply pressure above the wound.

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The ship shakes a little, then harder.

"We're taking some fire. Those Interdictors are designed to hit much bigger targets than us, so we should be alright until they send out fighters. The Wyrm doesn't seem to be firing at all, yet."

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Will gets the gloves for Guppy, and takes off his cloak to see. The claws ripped right throw his shirt and the slashes range from not too deep to one long and deep on down his side,

"Na sure, 'urts a good bit, but dinna think its too bad."

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Guppy gets the gloves on, somehow, and quickly applies a firm dressing to his own leg before tending to Will, because if he does his usual party trick of passing out when he loses blood he won't be a lot of help.

"That one will need stitching or fusing." he says, indicating the big slash. "When we can get the bleeding to slow down anyway." He grabs a large pad and applies pressure, his hands still shaking more than the ship.

He hopes he didn't kill too many people back there, not least the two aliens who helped them with sanctuary. But there wasn't really any way to have collected them.

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Its worrying how Guppy is shaking and Will pats his shoulder,

"We're alive, Guppy."

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Guppy's gut feeling is to say 'I don't know how much more of this I can take'.

But he doesn't, because he doesn't have a choice; it's take it or die.

Everything seems to be going wrong, and he's struggling to have faith that they're going to make it through alive.

As the ship gives a judder, it occurs to him that he hasn't taken his motion sickness medication. However suddenly that doesn't seem very important any more.

"Let's get you cleaned up." he manages to say to Will. "Put plenty of pressure on the wounds, get some kolto on the pads to speed it up."

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"Aye."

Will would give him a hug but he's hurting and thinking along the same lines just not as much about death more just worry. Focusing on putting pressure on his wounds helps.

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