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	Pandora emerged briefly, smiling at the lack of function of the heavy machine guns.[color=fdc68a] "Hah! Go fuck yourselves!"[/color] She shouted crudely. They could probably hear her, but by the time they turned around she would have vanished beneath the surface. No matter. If they wanted to fight now, they would have to do it with much smaller guns, and without a range advantage. It would be wise of them to stay safely inside their little towers.

	However, what they were firing at, Pandora did not expect. She heard a rumbling, and poked her head out to get a close look. Immediately, she face palmed, and dragged her hand down her face. They crashed the boat. [color=fdc68a]"They crashed the boat! I leave for ten seconds, and they crash the bloody boat! Christ!" [/color] She cursed.

	Fortunately, it didn't seem that bad. Everyone got off and was now inside the ruined lobby. Right over a plane. Pandora noticed a bloody young woman propped up against a plane. Hmm. The pretty one. Jamie, wasn't it? Some of the names had slipped her mind since their brief introduction about a week ago. She was holding her abdomen and seemed quite tired. Gutshot, perhaps? 

	The others were crowding around a fallen young lad. Well, she was closer. That was all it took to influence Pandora's decision. When it came to applying life-saving aid in battles, she had learned not to get too attatched to her decisions. Just pick one and go, it doesn't really matter.

	Pandora swam over. Hopefully Jamie didn't confused her for an hallucination. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Oi oi,"[/color] Pandora greeted casually, giving Jamie a once over.

	[color=fdc68a]"Name's Pandora, think we've met. I've got healing powers, but they aren't pleasant. It's probably gonna hurt, unless you want me to stick my finger in your noggin and put you to sleep for an hour."[/color] Pandora squinted at Jamie's belly.[color=fdc68a] "What is that? Doesn't look like a bullet wound."[/color] She commented.

	Then she scoffed, reached out and plucked at one of the strings on Quake's vest.[color=fdc68a] "Lotta good that costume didja. Is that even protective?"[/color] She was mostly murmering to herself, absentmindedly. As if remembering Jamie was there, she made eye contact.

	[color=fdc68a]"Answer my questions if you think it'll help you stay awake. But the main one is do you want my help or not? Like I said, it's gonna be gross and unpleasant."[/color] The redhead, up to her waist in concrete, waited patiently for a response.