[h1][center]Kai’mos Varthus[/center][/h1][hr][hr]
The medic did what he could on his own, pulling out countless shards of shrapnel embedded into various body parts, as well as realigning the dislocated shoulder. For the heavy surgical work, the robotic arm continued it's arduous task of repairing bone and tissue, straightening the forearm and wrapping it to help the break mend properly. With regard to the severe skin burns, luckily Kai had plenty of the balm he'd mixed for Maria earlier, which could be applied directly to the skin in order to promote new cell regeneration. It would be slow, but Kevej should have little scarring after a few weeks. He was in good hands, however, that despite the ship being as old as it is, the medical equipment was still of good quality and considered "leading edge" technology even after so many years. Kevej just needed time and plenty of monitoring of vitals. Most everything was automated, and if there was an issue during the surgery, Kai would be alerted.

The Captain rushed in with another, and Kai’s heart sunk several meters as he glanced at the unconscious woman laid up on the metal bed across from where he stood. [i]Teg. Dammit.[/i] Maria was in a hurry, and had little time for words as she bolted back out through the MedBay doors, and Kai hesitated for a moment to walk over to the motionless body, hoping it could have been someone else. A stranger perhaps. Anyone else. But, with a deep breath, Kai'mos made his way over to the table and had to put his emotions aside as he did day-in and day-out in a profession such as his. It wasn't enough to deal with the dead and severely wounded, but those who held a special place in his heart had the possibility of making his job that much more difficult. 

He leaned close to check for a pulse. It was still there but weak, her chest moving up and down at slow intervals. At a glance there were plasma burns to her upper chest -just shy of hitting her heart-  where apparently an energy bolt made contact, and a shallow wound on her head from blunt force, where a thin line of blood ran down. He quickly hooked her up to the machine that would check her vitals, help her breath, and otherwise keep her stable for as long as possible while he fastened her jacket and cut through her shirt, exposing a battered chest. Kai gritted his teeth, partly wishing it had been him who was shot rather than her. She deserved better than the blast from a scumbag pirate. The Ithlo began cleaning the wound, scanning around the effected area for further damage. 

It appeared that the plasma from the firearm had seeped into her bloodstream, and slightly tore into her heart, causing a poison that would need to be flushed, and fresh blood transfused before it infected her nervous system. Kai had to move quickly, and he hoped time was on his side for once, as he searched for the blood type in the freezers, until he came across Teg's, which had been stored for just such emergencies. 

Based on her condition, however, there was a slim chance a full recovery would ever happen. He just hoped his own calculations were wrong.