Shumi shrugged to the priestess and set down her heavy pack and bent over to rustle around with it before fishing out a Medi-Kit. "I can patch them up too you know." she said with a wink, she looked over at the more injured males, she could keeps them stable, but until she got them into the Beagle's Medi-bay, there wasn't anything too substantial that could be done.<br/><br/>the pin haired girl blushed and glanced at the man noting her repeater. probably a soldier from the way her was talking. "its a 1313 Percussion Mag, takes .44mm rounds and is magazine fed." she said glancing at him,  he seemed to be stable, hopefully stable enough to walk. She turned to Michael, and winced at his shoulder. "has that been cleaned yet?" she asked as she knelt by his side and slowly started the tear off was remained of his sleeve. she started to slowly clean it with a sterile cloth, unfortunately the wound seemed to have previously closed over and unsterilized area and unfortunately there deems to be a few shards of metal there too, but not deep. the the small pink haired 'witch' blushed and looked at Michael, breathed hard.  she was going to hate her for this. "here..." she start handing him a stick, to bite on, and handed him a syringe with morphine as well. "you may was this as well..." she girl shrugged out of her vest, which revealed more of her slender upper body and busty chest,  and tossed it out of the way as she started to collect Gauss and tweezers. She fished out a scalpel too. "you may want to lie down..." she said gently patting his head.