[center][color=#A5F2F3][h3]~|Ryria T’Vessi|~[/h3][/color][/center]

Ryria’s movements were crisp and with purpose. Her knuckles tightened upon her medical bag while she cut through the front half of the labs, seizing up the situation in her brief glimpse. Decades of training kicked into gear as she approached the first wounded. The interior held evidence of both desperation and haste in their erected barrier. Making this their last stand against the Kett threat lurking outside their door until they arrived. Ryria ignored the loud gunfire outside, her team picking off individuals getting too nosy, before lowering herself down on one knee. Her bag was placed in reach when she brought up her omnitool. 


The hard expressed Asari flickered her finger across the monitor seeking the program needed. From it, she pulled two see through objects then placed them on the victim’s chest nearest the heart and the other on the temple. These observed heart rate and brain function, indicating the interior damage by feeding various information back to her omintool. 



Ryria frowned at the information poured out to her. She began to gently prod the human woman’s leg, feeling the hard swelling of the muscle and tenderness. It appeared broken causing her to bring up a scanning program. Retrieving scissors from her bag, Ryria began to cut along the pant seam then pulled the fabric away from the damaged area. Then she ran her omnitool across the leg’s surface for an x-ray. The shin bone was broken in three places and all thankfully appeared to be clean. This meant they would heal correctly when properly set back at Prodomos.   



Without wasting much more time on a proper examination, Ryria glanced around at the disaster called the labs. Her eyes narrowed on two long, sturdy pipes that would do for splints. She quickly barked out orders,[color=#A5F2F3] “Bring me those pipes, now.”[/color]



Most individuals in shock rarely thought when terror gripped them. Ryria counted on this when she made her orders, ensuring the human woman heard and reacted. On cue, the survivor jerked herself from her trance then moved to collect the pipes. As she passed them back to Ryria, the doctor began to place them on opposite sides of the leg. Finally, she wrapped the makeshift tape over them to pin each in place. This prevented any harmful movement, sparing the bones from farther breaking into smaller pieces. In a sharp, effective movement Ryria finally injected a compatible painkiller and antibiotics into the patient's body to fight off the budding infection. 



When satisfied, she moved to the next one.



A turian male held his hand against his shoulder. The rag used to stifle the bleeding had become soaked, staining the white cloth with fresh waves of blue. Without concern for bedside manner, she pulled his resisting hand from his wound to better look at it. On the surface, there appeared to be several pieces of metal embedded in the tissue. They had nicked the subscapular artery and created serious blood loss. Already her patient’s vitals were dropping by the moment causing Ryria to think quickly. Her hand reached for an omi-gel packet in her kit then positioned it into her right palm. With her left hand, she eyed the metal fragment. Her left hand glowed in the familiar blue light associated with her biotics. The Turian’s eyes widened in fear before the shards were ripped back the way they entered. 



He screamed in pain startling several scientists, their head snapped into their direction and paled with fear. Ignoring them, Ryria’s left hand busted the omni-gel packet then smeared it across the wound. The material thickened to cot the wound. It would require stitching and repair later. 



Letting the numbness settle in her patient, Ryria heard Noratus enter when the asari began to wrap the wound. 



[color=007236]007236[/color]“Okay we have to get these guys on the move-”[/color] 



Ryria didn’t have to say a word for the Turian to realize the condition the scientists were in. Wiping the blood away, she let Dex absorb the situation while she collected her things. It didn’t surprise her when Dex tried to snap the scientist into action and instead found them slightly aggressive toward her. They had just lost one of their own to retrieve data that would give answers to several questions about survival. It was a painful topic that appeared shallowly pushed aside by Noratus’ callous remark, causing more resistance. 

There were several points when Ryria considered entering the conversation, but Noratus appeared more than willing to handle it. She didn’t need to waste her breath. By the time the turian looked at her, she was finished pointing out to the individuals how to move the woman with the injured leg. 


[color=007236]“T’Vessi, can you help Prana with whatever she needs?”[/color] 



[color=#A5F2F3] “Fine,”[/color] Ryria said in an even tone as she moved toward Prana, her hands collecting what the scientist gestured at. 



Ryria didn’t reply, instead focusing on her task and completing it quickly. There was little time to be sociable when the Kett would be shortly pouring to kill them all. However, the turian’s comment didn’t go unnoticed. Ryria actually wondered if Noratus actually realized what such data and samples might actually provide for the possibility to colonize this planet. Even the most trivial data such as how the planet’s very water system worked could provide colonists the ability to prepare for the future. From collecting to the conservation of water and even how to modify crops to survive in drier or wetter climates was important data, often gained through something trivial like water treatment.  



The last of her samples were quickly packed when Ryria turned to the two. Prana was already finishing up second when the medic addressed Noratus.  



[color=#A5F2F3] “Done. Noratus where are you with the data collection?”[/color]