[center][h1][color=ebebd2]Martin[/color] & [color=crimson]Nessa[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=ebebd2]"Get him over to me!"[/color] Martin yelled, a certain quality to his voice that turned heads in his direction and demanded authority and respect. Nessa herself was stunned, Martin was never this... authoritative about his work. Not too far away a few engineers were assisting three others who seemed badly injured. One far more so than the others. [color=ebebd2]"Nessa, help them out moving him over here."[/color] he stated, moving off to his left to gather a blanket from other passing engineers. As the badly injured man was placed in front of him on the large blanket. The man's leg was in terrible shape. He had caught a bullet at the knee. The leg would never function without terrible pain again.


Martin used one of his long thing fingers to cut off a corner of the blanket, and then wrapped it around a stick. Then he passed it to Nessa. [color=ebebd2]"Have him bite down on this. Then come back around to his leg. I'm going to need your help."[/color] he said. He then lifted his eyes to one of the engineers from earlier, who had returned from the medical evac. [color-ebebd2]"You! Come around to his head and hold it. If he starts struggling, pacify him."[/color] he said.

Nessa moved around to the man's head, and motioned for the other engineer to kneel down and hold his head upwards by resting it on his lap. The man was in shock, it was easy to tell based off of the glazed look in his eyes. But he was alive and looking around. She carefully opened his mouth for him and placed the cloth wrapped stick in. [color=crimson]"Bite down on this."[/color] she said as calmly as she could. She was freaking out internally. She had never seen or done anything like this before. However, Martin seemed to work well under stress and knew what he was doing. He did work for Kantus after all. "Wait, what are you-" the other engineer began to say, only to be silenced by a glare from Nessa herself. She then moved back around to her friend's side.

[color=ebebd2]"We'll need to amputate it. Then cauterize the wound."[/color] he said simply. With his finger he cut off another strip of cloth and tied one end around a stick, then wrapped it around the man's injured leg and began to turn it. The man cried out at the pain as the cloth tightened painfully around his leg, but was held down by the other engineer. There was a silence for a moment as Martin held the tourniquet before grabbing Nessa's wrist and placing her hand on it. There were no words exchanged, she knew to hold it tight.

Martin then went to work. With the sharp side of his finger he began cutting around the man's knee, avoiding the bone of the femur but going through the muscle and tendons of joint like a knife through butter. The man screamed bloody murder, foam rising from his mouth. His cries sounded around their area and no doubt beyond it. [color=ebebd2]"Shut him up!"[/color] Martin yelled, prompting the engineer to wrap his arm around the man's neck and begin to choke the man until he passed out. Soon his cries fell silent, but his body still needed to be restrained. There was a sickening sound as the man's leg hit the ground- departing from it's body forever. With his free hand Martin pushed it off to the side. [color=ebebd2]"Nessa, give me your other hand."[/color] he said, causing the demon to offer the hand that wasn't being used to hold the tourniquet together. Her palm lit up red hot as she drew from her powers and Martin grabbed her wrist, burning the flesh of the stump to prevent him from bleeding to death. The terrible smell of burning flesh enshrouded the three.

[color=ebebd2]"Hold the tourniquet, I'm going to remove the rag from his mouth."[/color] he said, prying open the unconscious man's jaw and removing the stick and rag, along with any splinters that had broken off from him biting down on it. [color=ebebd2]"On the count of three, we're all going to lift him and get him to the medbay. I'll get his legs. You two get under his arms.[/color]" he said as he walked around and took hold of the tourniquet from Nessa and lifted his other good leg. Nessa, seeing this as her prompt, took her place at the man's torso.

[color=ebebd2]"Watching his head. Three... two... one... lift."[/color]

Another man's life was saved that day.