[h2][color=ed145b][u]Cari Cruz[/u][/color][/h2]
The crew of the Dusicyon scurried around like ants in a nest, each one picking up it's own role and helping out in as much of the cleanup as possible. Cari on the other hand was sitting over on the ground  to the side. In her condition she couldn't do much for too long before she would feel the familiar signs of exhaustion sink in. With her was Doctor Bishop.

The doctor had the back of Cari's shirt up and was examining the deep bruising that she obtained after the fall. She gently felt around, making sure none of the possible broken bones had shifted. Until she was able to get to a proper working medical bay, this was going to be the best that she could do.
[b][color=00aeef]"I'm surprised you're still alive after what Neisha and Nikola told me,"[/color][/b] she opened quietly, trying to break the silence.

[color=ed145b][b]"Nikola has a lot to answer for,"[/b][/color] Cari replied as she gently stroked the back of the ferret that was asleep on the ground next to her, [color=ed145b][b]"But even still this was a bit of a suicide mission anyway. Taking on a fortress with nothing more than a row boat."[/b][/color]

Cassandra understood where Cari was coming from. The crew had won the battle, but the cost was more than what they all envisioned. The real question was what were they going to do now? Ulysses had escaped and it wouldn't be too out of the ordinary to expect him to plan some sort of counter attack. On top of that there seemed to be some connection between the two captains, something more than what Captain Renault was letting on. Cari had rarely spent the time to sit down and talk to 'James'. Most of the times that they talked it was about supplies and tactics but never anything too personal. She often wondered if he knew how much the bounty was on her head with more zeros than you could count on one hand. An amount that would tempt the majority of people if they at all knew.

The doctor pulled down Cari's shirt and placed her bright jacket over her shoulders.
[b][color=00aeef]"I'll have to perform a few scans and checks when I get the chance, but miraculously you don't seem to have any broken bones. I couldn't tell if there are a few fractures and you seem to be suffering from shock and post-traumatic stress..."[/color][/b]

[color=ed145b][b]"I had a relapse,"[/b][/color] Cari cut off the doctor, looking down at her right hand and seeing it twitch from the damage it had taken.

[b][color=00aeef]"Sorry, didn't mean to bring up old memories,"[/color][/b] Cassandra spoke, realising that Cari probably already knew what was going on inside her own head. [b][color=00aeef]"I've got to go tend to Cyrus now. Shout out if you need any more assistance."[/color][/b] She stood up and tuened to walk away before asking one last question. [b][color=00aeef]"Oh, and if you don't mind, where 'did' you get that jacket?"[/color][/b]

Cari chucked for a moment and calmly responded, [color=ed145b][b]"Where else... I stole it."[/b][/color]