[h1][center][color=DodgerBlue][b][u]Aftermath[/u][/b][/color][/center][/h1]

The moments immediately following their return to the beast were a flurry of motion. Chaos and confusion seemed to run through the civilian and science personnel who had no real experience of situations like this. The military forces quickly organised everyone though, doing their best to keep control of the situation. No one seemed entirely sure what was happening. Many wanted to get back to the Nyx and get the hell off this planet. Others, however, knew that they had to wait for those still unaccounted for or even head back out to search for them. Those in charge decided to wait. To allow some time for the others to arrive. Leaving them behind seemed like too barbaric an option to most. Amara Locke agreed with that sentiment and was itching to get back out. As she followed Chief TreVayne through the beast, she listened as he gave orders to everyone. When he ordered her to gather all the medical personnel she could find, she was gone before he was even finished speaking with agent Phillips quickly behind her. She glanced over her shoulder at the security officer as they made their way to the medbay and wondered just how much medical training they received in his department. If things were as bad as Eccleson implied, they may need all hands on deck.

Amara found herself wishing the rest of her team were here. Clara and Miles would cheer everyone up. Blake would be an emotional rock for everyone to lean on and then he'd probably go punch every one of those blasted bugs in the face. Hell, she would even take Marlowe at this point. The guy may have been a jerk but he was damn good at his job. It wasn't like she didn't like the other medical personnel that had been assigned to the mission. It wasn't even that they were bad at their job. They wouldn't be here if they weren't. It was just that Amara was used to working with her team. She knew their eccentricities and they knew hers. There was already enough confusion going around without having to work with a new team. It was how it was though, and they would work together regardless.

[hr][center][b]Moments Later[/b][/center][hr]
"Get them on the beast!" yelled Amara to her team over the screams of pain from her patients before moving off to check the other incoming wounded. She had done her best to treat the injured in the makeshift triage are just outside of the command vehicle, saving the small medbay inside for those who needed the most care. Amara wasn't the highest ranking medical personnel on the mission but everyone followed her orders regardless. She definitely had more field experience than the young doctor who knelt in the dirt with hands visibly shaking as he tried to sedate a poor young woman whose face had been badly burned. He looked scared out of his mind. It was a look Amara had seen many people carry on their first experience of combat medicine. No one was ever truly prepared for the things combat medics dealt with. As the sedative took hold and the patient drifted into unconsciousness, the doctor visibly relaxed. Amara placed a hand on his shoulder as she passed and squeezed ever so gently. "They need you inside." she told him, knowing he would be far more at home in a sterile environment than out here in the muck. He gave her a nod of acknowledgement before signalling for one of the military personnel to help him carry his patient inside.

Cody, meanwhile, was protectively nuzzled into a young researcher who clung onto him for dear life as his own sedative kicked in. Amara noticed this and was once again thankful that her canine companion was here. These people could really use some comfort. She also noticed another scientist sitting nearby. He didn't look hurt but he was looking at Cody as though he desperately wanted to interact with him. He turned to see Amara watching him and looked embarrassed until Amara motioned towards Cody with her head, signalling that it was okay. He hesitantly moved towards the dog, reaching his arm out but stopping before he made contact with Cody. Noticing this, Cody began wagging his tail back and forth. Taking it as another sign of approval, the scientist knelt down and started stroking Cody's head. The young researcher stirred at the movement and when his colleague noticed this, he placed a hand on his chest, telling him "It's okay. You're going to be fine."

Amara smiled lightly at this interaction. She was glad to see people banding together and taking care of one another. There were so few humans left now. If they had any hope of surviving at all, they were going to need to stick together.

It was only a moment later when Amara's attention was drawn to the sudden arrival of Kenzie and Edwards. Amara felt her heart jump into her throat as she laid eyes on her friend. She was so relieved to see Kenzie and found herself instinctively rushing towards her. She slowed before she reached Kenzie though, her attention instead being drawn to drawn to Edwards at her side. Clearly hurt, Edwards clutched his arm and winced, though tried to conceal his pain. A common trait among military personnel. Never show weakness. Amara admired that but was also annoyed by it. It made her job that much more difficult when people wouldn't tell her what was wrong. She was quickly by his side, inspecting his damaged arm. The wound looked bad but not life threatening. Not unless he continued to curse at her anyway. She refrained from murdering but did threaten to remove his arm. She was joking but it was always so hard to tell when Amara wasn't being serious, deadpan as she was. "It'll need treatment but you'll have to wait. There are a lot of people who need help."

Before Edwards had time to object, or even notice, a jet injector was shot into his arm. "Hey!" he complained, eyes wide in shock and mild anger.
Amara either didn't hear his complaint or just didn't care and said "That should help for now but you'll need more treatment soon. I have other patients who need urgent care but I'll come back around to you when I have a moment." Turning her attention then towards Kenzie, she pointed her in the direction of the triage area and said "Take him over there with the others and keep an eye on him." She glanced over at Edwards again and appeared to be thinking about something. She then turned back to Kenzie and spoke quietly but still loud enough for Edwards to overhear "If he starts to turn, you know what to do."
She patted Kenzie on the shoulder as she hurried away to check on another patient, leaving her friend with the deeply confused Edwards. His eyes slowly widened as he called after her "What!?"

He didn't get an answer.