stuck_mynock: (Close.)
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The trip to the Wyrm is fairly uneventful. They slide into its vast, almost empty landing bay and land silently, lights flicking off one by one.

Atton peers out of the cockpit speculatively, adjusting his gauntlet. The walls are metal, that much is clear, but wound through with something dark, organic and porous, that pulsates with the heartbeat coming from deeper within the ship.

"Nice."

Date: 2009-05-24 11:47 pm (UTC)
will_scarlett: (waiting in pain)
From: [personal profile] will_scarlett
Will fetches Guppy a water and then stands beside Atton to see where they go next.

Date: 2009-05-24 11:53 pm (UTC)
guppy_sandhu: (head)
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Guppy thanks Will and Atton, then reaches over to grab his kit bag from nearby.

He takes some sips of water, then gets the fluid resuscitation kit out of his bag and starts trying to put an intravenous line in his arm. He succeeds on the fourth moderately painful attempt, attaches a bag of colourless fluid and sets it going at a reasonable rate.

Date: 2009-05-25 12:02 am (UTC)
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With Guppy dealt with, Atton gets around to healing his shoulder. He's a little faint from the blood loss, even after it's closed up, but he figures he's well enough to fly the ship.

A few minutes later, they're soaring away, as the Wyrm sparks and explodes behind them.

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