*Major grimaces as looks down painfully seeing a crossbow bow bolt not Leathley but rather badly embedded through the uniforms protective layers that merely slowed its progress *

You bitch....
"slowly drags some medrx from a pocket before injecting it and giving some pain relief from the injury walking over to mergs prone form and goes to kick her crossbow away across the room and places a boot on her hand*

Maybe you should get laid more and expend some of that anger.... 

*kicks hard at her stomach several times each one hurting his chest before lowering pistol to aim at her head before tracing to her other leg and shooting there *

Crawl out of here like the worm you are. Maybe the others will decide to put you down. 

*aims a kick to her head to try and knock her out having forced self to function with the medex painfully*

*Turns to bar and leans against a puller for support *
Anyone a qualified medic? With these museum worthy weapons?

... 

*Dr feels bad for Iris, and makes her cup of tea as a small gesture, placing it near her and quietly backing away not knowing her heat thing but more as a sympathetic drink*

Well... 
*gives up as not has the words and goes back to group giving her space *
Anyone. If we could track down her family that might help her if they out there.