As Armas entered the medbay, Luna flashed him a smile, although she was already studying his injury. She nodded to Raoul, already fishing about the supplies she had picked up, for what she judged she needed. "I'm sorry, I should have checked you over for injury before coming here. You've been walking around a bit, so I assume you didn't nick an artery, so you're not going to bleed out, but let's have a good look at it" She said, cheerfully. She waved at Raoul to let him know that she had received his orders and would do what he asked.

The medbay, despite her attempt at cleaning it up, was still a very big mess, and she was sure it would time some time, but once she had patched up Armas, having his help would make it go quicker. Certainly she wasn't getting any help from Sigrun, not did she expect it. Sigrun had already proven to Luna that she was something not worth the time, but that was Sigrun's loss. Luna would just do what she did best. Help people.

"Come on, the place is a mess, but you can still sit on one of the beds. I promise, I'm actually a very good medic for all my craziness" She smiled again, kind and caring. Her manner was soft, caring, and it was clear she was dedicated to her job. She placed bandages, a suture kit, and some other bits and bobs that would help her clean Armas's wound, although if he had got it in the wave, the salt water would have done a good job of that.

Moving carefully through the mess, Luna washed her hands and slipped on some gloves, careful of the two patients they had, knowing she would be unable to move them in anycase. "Is it really bad out on the deck?" She asked, as she returned to the bed.

"Aside from the whopping great big hole, top deck's not too bad" Armas said, grinning ruefully. He picked his way carefully over to one of the free beds and set himself down on the edge. Now he was aware of his injury, it was starting to hurt, but it still wasn't that bad - he'd certainly copped worse in his time as on and around boats. "We knew we'd take some licks getting out from the storms - cleanup's already started." He poked at his thigh gingerly, probing the wound, "That's what I was doing until the Cap'n noticed me leg and set me down 'ere". He looked at Bronson, who appeared to be napping peacefully in one of the cots, despite the chaos around him. He was glad the other sailor appeared to be doing alright. The blonde soldier was slumped in one of the chairs - once his leg was patched up they could see about shifting him to a proper cot. "We'll get the ship patched up good as new in no time" he said, smiling a little more easily now the weight was off his leg, "Then we can actually get down to explorin'". He smiled at Luna as she finished prepping her medical supplies, "How're you holding up? he asked, "Trip out did get pretty rough"

"Well, I knew we wouldn't escape unharmed, I just thought we'd have more than a few hours" Luna said, as she began to examine the wound, with care. "and it's always better to get an injury checked out, in case it's more serious then it looks" She carefully started to clean the injury, examining it for any sign of something that shouldn't be there, dirt, maybe metal or whatever liked in the ocean.

"I'm good" She said, glancing up and giving him a smile, "Tougher then I look. Which isn't saying much, as I know I look like one good wind will snap me in two, but I'm golden" The numerous cuts and scraps she had weren't serious, not were they bleeding, but she was sure she must look a fright. She could feel her hair itself stiffening as it dried in every which way because of the salt, but that didn't really bother her aside from it being uncomfortable.

She returned to her ministrations, soon deciding to stitch it shut, if only to prevent the wound from taking too long to heal, or becoming worse. She numbed the area, careful not to get anything in the injury. "You'll have to be careful not to pop these, but you should be okay, and I'll take them out in a few days" She said, before finally she plucked a jar of substance from her satchel, and smoothed it over the gash gentle "This should help a bit with any pain, but it helps promote healing and avoid injection" She explained,

She slid the gloves off, and gathered up any rubbish, removing it before she began to bandage his leg, wrapping it around tightly, but not too tightly-she didn't want to cut off his circulation, after all. "Let me know if there's any bad bad bad pain, or if it becomes difficult to walk" She said, stepping back.

Armas watched patiently as Luna finished tending to his leg, tying off the bandage with quick, deft movements. "I'll be sure to let you know" he said. He'd never been that good when it came to taking it easy, and with all the work to be done it was going to be even harder to avoid popping any stitches. He levered himself off the edge of the bed, gingerly placing some of his weight on the injured leg. Whatever she had used to numb the area was still working, so he wasn't feeling much of anything from the area. "Thanks Luna" he said smiling, "I'll try not to ruin your good work". He frowned briefly as he looked at his leg, "Guess I gotta keep it dry as well?", he gave a bit of a chuckle, "That'll be fun - I'm the ship's ruddy diver!"

"Eh. Not really worried about that really. You're strong and healthy. Getting the stitches wet won't do any harm truly" Luna replied, "You should be okay, stitches are stronger than they seem. But if be sure to come to me if you do pop one or two, or I'll just have to hunt you down" she smiled sweetly, before sighing and looking about her.

"I really only need help getting them into beds, if you're up for that" she said, although there was a lot more work to do, she didn't want to burden Armas too much. "it's a wonder they didn't think to tie things down or whatever" she would be sure to make sure that happened, so they wouldn't have this amount of mess again.

Armas nodded in relief and returned Luna's smile. Truth be told he probably would have gone diving anyway if the need had come up, but at least this way he wasn't going to get in trouble for it, "Aye aye ma'am, I'll make sure to come back if I pop 'em." He followed Luna's gaze around the Medbay, taking stock of all the mess. "I'll show you where all the tie-down straps and whatnot are kept" he said, "But I don't mind helping you clean this up - 's all work to be done, and besides, Officer Raoul did tell me to give you a hand". He honestly didn't mind helping - if he returned to the top deck he'd just get yelled at by the Captain. Walking over to the unconscious blonde soldier, Armas rubbed his hands together. "Start with this fellow then?" he asked, carefully lifting the rifle away from the man and making sure it was safe before placing it on one of the counters. "If you get one shoulder, I'll get the other, and we'll walk him over to the bed?"

Luna chuckled to herself. Was she really that scary that this big man would be afraid to come to her if he did something wrong to his leg? "don't worry, I'm a pussycat really" she said with a laugh,before giving him a grateful smile. "thank you. I feared I'd be here all night by myself. Raoul seems okay, but Sigrun I think thinks I'm a slave" she said, following him over to the unconscious soldier, he stopped him.

Carefully, since Sigrun hadn't answered her, she held her breath, and washed away any trace of the powder so she wouldn't end up like him, before cleaning up his nose. "okay, we should be okay. I'm not entirely too sure what she used on him but he seems okay" she rose, and gave a soft laugh, "well, I can try. Let's get him up"

Somewhat awkwardly Armas worked his arm underneath the unconscious man's shoulder. When Luna was in position opposite him he nodded "On three then - one, two, three!". Taking care to put most of the weight on his good leg he stood up, heaving the man into an upright position. "Solid fellow this one!" he grumbled, starting to walk with careful steps. It was an awkward job, but between the two of them they managed to get the unconscious soldier over to the empty bed. Draping him over the side of the bed, they swiveled him so he was entirely on the thin mattress. "He'll be alright there till he wakes up" Armas said, pushing the man up onto his side. Turning to Luna he motioned to the Medbay with a slight wave of his hand, "What do we do next?" he asked.

Luna was panting by the time they got the soldier on the bed, and she wiped her hair back, standing up straight and stretching her back She drew her breath in and let it out in a whoosh. "Jeez. Maybe I should do some training or something...". She glanced about at the mess of the medbay, and bit her lip. There really was no good place to start.

"Well, let's move the big stuff out the way, and pick up the little stuff as we go long" She said, walking over to a pile of linen bags, she threw one to Armas, "Anything that can fit in there, put it in, and I guess I'll sort it through later" She said, thinking it was going to be a long night for herself. But it had to be done, so she wouldn't complain.

"Sounds like a plan" Armas said, catching the linen bag and giving it a flick to open it out "It's not actually that bad really, we'll get it sorted soon enough." He started walking around the room, righting some of the bits of furniture that had been tossed about by the storm. 

"So, diver? Is that awesome?"

"Diving is absolutely awesome" he said, grinning "I mean, it's work too, but it's always fun". He leant down to pick up some little packages off the floor, putting them in his bag. "I'll probably be doing a dive in the next few days, to check if we had any damage from the storm" he said, "We'll probably be fine though - Garrloch's a tough ship". "This your first time on a ship?" he asked, "You're handlin' it pretty well"

Luna nodded, shoving bandages, swabs, gauze and anything else she came across into the bag, moving anything larger that she stumbled across out the way, towards the walls. She bit her lip thoughtfully, "could I go down with you? It sounds pretty cool, and why miss out on pretty cool adventures?" she glanced over, wanting to see his reaction, and hoping that he would agree to it. She assumed she'd have to get permission from the captain, but she was willing to try that.

She smiled at the compliment, and shrugged, "I use to live on the streets. This is...well it's still crazy but at least I know there's a meal, however rationed it might be, around the corner. And the hospital can get pretty crazy. Besides, why freak out? Then I miss out on so much fun!"

She chuckled to herself, leaning down to scoop up more supplies, "to be honest, this is...is the first time I've felt free in a long time. So I'm going to enjoy it"

Armas cocked his head to one side while he thought for a second, throwing some more small items into his bag. "Unfortunately we've only got the one suit, and it's my size - but we might be able to sort something out" He said with a grin, "Have to see if we get time for a bit of training though - diving can get a bit dicy". Armas was pretty sure they had some snorkelling kits on board, and he could rig them up with the air hose. Armas picked up a large jar and placed it back in one of the cupboards. Slowly but surely the deck was getting slightly clearer - it was still a right mess though - they were definitely going to have to bring in a mop and bucket at some point. He listened and kept working as Luna kept talking. He'd never lived on the streets, but there'd certainly been rough patches, and he could emphasize with her. "Freedom's why I signed on to be a sailor in the first place" he said, "Some dinky old Canthian freighter - and now I'm here!". He grinned as he added some more lost-cause items to the growing pile against one wall. "Who knows what we're gonna find out here - even on that island we're approaching"

Luna nodded. She hadn't thought on the equipment, but now it seemed stupid to think there would be any. Still, she merely wanted to try it out, she didn't need the whole kit and caboodle. As shee worked her way from one side of the room to the other, her bag grew full and she glanced about pleased at what had been accomplished

"yeah. It would be nice to be apart of something big, to have the ability to know that:.:we did something truly amazing. It's the chance of a lifetime, and I'm hoping it will let me have enough money to complete my doctoral studies. I love being a nurse, but...I already know more then some of the doctors back home. I think I could be a good doctor"

She stood, and threw her bag onto one of the beds "it's certainly looking better, that's for sure. Thank you, for the help. How's your leg? No numbness?"

Armas chucked his bag of reclaimed supplies on the bed next to Luna's and stood straight, stretching his arms. They'd managed to get a lot of the smaller stuff off the floor. He looked down at his leg, running his fingers over the bandage. "Feels fine - ya did a bang-up job on it" he said, flashing her an appreciative smile. "Lets keep going - there's a storage locker down the hall I can get supplies from" Armas said. They still had a few hours until they were due to make land, so they would want to keep working to get the medbay up to scratch before then. "We give this place a sweep and a mop and it'll be back to normal in no time"

Luna smiled, pleased with the compliment to her skills. She was sure her cheeks flushed, but she didn't particularly care about that. Looking over the room again, and she knew that if she hadn't had Armas's help, she would have been there long into when they reached land. She owed him, pretty much, for the whole day. Helping her with the hose, keeping her grounded, chasing after her when she sought to save Ed. And now this.

She nodded, letting Armas go to get some supplies, she filled up the mop bucket, giving a sweep of the floor to begin, sweeping up the last of the remaining small stock, gathering that up in her arms, she placed it on the bed with the bags, before she began to mop, glancing over as Armas returned. together, the finished cleaning up the medbay, sorting it to rights. Luna sat on the bed when they were finished, starting to sort what she could salvage from the bags, she bounced ideas off Armas for how they could prevent this from happening again, seeming to be quite comfortable in the sailor’s presence.

Using straps, and whatever containers she could find-which she always labeled so they'd know what was in them-she finally turned to Armas, and smiled once more. "I really don't know how I can thank you for everything today" By now she knew that they had to be close to the land they had found. "But I'll figure out some way". She gave him a hug, then stepped back.

"So. Do you want to help me find my suitcase, we must be close to the land now and these clothes are all salty" She gave a chuckle, starting out the medbay as she did so.