Casan had already rendezvoused with the rest of the team at the park and was laying against a tree trying to assess the extent of his injuries. He was lucky the rounds were simply embedded in the skin and not deep within his body, the amount of shots he took would have killed him had he not changed into the pterodactyle. [i]"Perhaps I could.."[/i], he contemplated the thought of removing the bullets but after removing one and being hit with the pain and trickling of blood he decided to wait till he was back at HQ. This had been a long day, one that hadn't gone to well for him since the start. [color=8dc73f][b]"When I get my hands on tha-Niirto!"[/b][/color], he cursed as a result of one of the bullets falling out and taking some bits of flesh along with it. 

Looking over at the rest of the team they appeared to have finished off the last of the drones and were waiting for Morningstar and Blue Arrow to return. He got up to his feet and with a limp he hobbled over to the others while holding his left arm. [color=8dc73f][b]"Anyone..have a status on Arrow and Morningstar?"[/b][/color], he said weakly. His left arm was no longer working to operable standards and so he let it hang. [color=8dc73f][b]"Angel, when you no longer require the biosuit. Please return it. I'll be at HQ if anyone needs me"[/b][/color], Casan was battered and bloodied. He desperately needed a rest and to treat these gunshots. It would be easier with the suit but if Angel needed it then he'll deal until she returned it.