[h1][b][i][color=goldenrod][center]Nina van Essenhout[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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[color=goldenrod][i]"Unbelieveable. I knew I couldn't count on him."[/i][/color] Nina thought to herself grimly, not being able to get a word in edgeways as the speedster rattled through his speech and sped off to aid Guinevere... as if his own group didn't need aid to start with. With Damon down and Ayita confused, Nina was left with a predicament. Did she leave the two compromised youngsters alone to try and help everyone else and finish the mission, or stay with them for possibly no reason? It was clear by Wolf-Ayita's growling that she wasn't too fond of Nina, even though the latter had attempted to keep her distance. Still, Damon's presence was a calming one for her as ever, and she was soon happily lapping away at his wound. Probably wasn't doing Damon much good (Unless she had magical saliva), but she seemed far more steady on her feet... or paws. Looking now to Damon himself, Nina considered her options.

[color=goldenrod]"I'm no expert on first-aid - in fact, from the stories I've heard about you, you're practically a field medic yourself - but I'm not sure we'll be able to take you anywhere with that leg."[/color] She said quietly, crouching so she was at eye level with him, but still keeping some distance between herself and Ayita. She didn't want to appear as threatening. [color=goldenrod]"I can use my jacket as a tourniquet to stop some of that bleeding, and try and get you and Ayita back to the van. Or... if you prefer, I can go further into the facility alone to help the others. Something must have happened to spook Pietro like that, so I'm concerned about the other teams. Do you think you'd be able to manage, with just yourself and Ayita?"[/color] It was up to Damon, in her opinion. She wouldn't feel right leaving them behind if he felt he needed help, regardless of the others in the facility. Thankfully the wound didn't look too life-threatening, but she has no idea if the bullet had hit his femoral and was causing massive blood loss. Ayita's licking wouldn't help the wound close either, but Nina wasn't particularly enthusiastic about pushing the wolf's muzzle away from the bullet hole. She seemed to be enjoying herself.

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[h1][b][i][color=lightcoral][center]Charlie Farrier[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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The arrival of another foe didn't shake Charlie as much as he thought; although this newcomer looked just as deranged as Sabretooth (but in another way, strangely), he didn't feel any extra fear. Just grief, and through that, fury. As Sabretooth hit the deck, courtesy of impeccable aim from Cassandra, he briefly considered just lighting him up. But even the murder of his friend wasn't enough for him to do that... that would also be murder, right? Just setting an unconscious - and for the moment, harmless - individual on fire. It could kill him, and Charlie wasn't quite ready to do that to a snoozing Sabretooth.

His annoying friend though? Sure.

Trying to block out the man's taunts, Charlie raised his arms again, palms directed towards Othello. This freaky dude was going down.