<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thursdy, January 15th - 3:00pm</strong></span><br/><em>Crash Site &gt; Cathedral &gt; Med Bay</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://img.discogs.com/FiP3LlzfCZUXH3OKK_fNO6GRA2s=/600x745/smart/filters:strip_icc():format(jpeg):mode_rgb():quality(90)/discogs-images/A-2796262-1412178013-1149.jpeg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Kaine Brooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15291877#msg15291877)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Open Hawaiian Shirt, Cargo Shorts, Boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> Rescue Op<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Xidora, Barry, Open</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> The pretty, green woman with white hair fainted almost as soon as she showed signs of life. Before she could fall, he had her in his arms and wasn't going to let go until they got back to the Cathedral. The world was wary of alien life after the Eclipse...but he was half alien after all, so there was no way he could leave someone to die just because they were from off-world. His parents had told him that plenty of friendly races lived out there; they'd only come across some bad ones.<br/><br/> Just as he thought, her words sounded like jibberish to him. Maybe he could get in contact with dad and see if he still had his old translator. He used to play with it as a kid so he could watch foreign shows and movies in perfect English. But, Kaine could hear the worry in her voice, and considering he found her in the cockpit, and only her, he assumed she was the Captain of this vessel, and was asking about her people. When she looked at him, he could only shake his head no, hoping she'd understand that him leaving the ship with her and only her meant that there was no one else to save.<br/><br/> As regrettable as it was, he'd checked the pulse of everyone on that ship, and only a few of them even appeared to be in a position to be saved, as many were twisted, broken, and severed from all the sharp and large debris the ship slung around on impact. On his way out of the ship, he heard Barry's voice echoing down the metallic halls. He didn't answer until he'd come back outside into the blistering sun, as he didn't want to shout too loud with the woman in his arms. <br/><br/>"Right here. And she's the only survivor I could find on the ship. Listen, it's gruesome in there, kid, but I need your help. Do me a favor and give it another run through. See if you can find <em>anyone</em> still alive. Everyone I came across, unfortunately, didn't make it, but I could be wrong and someone could be unconscious or hidden under some debris. I gotta get her to the Med Bay, but I need you to make sure I didn't miss anyone. And if I did, you bring them to us. If you can't get to em, let me know as soon as you can. Understood?" <br/><br/>He knew Barry hadn't seen active combat, nor had he seen the horrors of death, but he needed his fellow speedster to step up right now, and he knew he could count on him. Once he got an affirmative from his student, he'd nod and look toward the Cathedral, then down to the woman.   "I'm gonna run now, okay? I'm fast so it shouldn't hurt much. Hold tight." Making sure the woman was secured close to his chest, he bent his knees then took off at a dash, kicking up dust in his wake.<br/><br/> It was a bit slower going as running with a heavily injured person with strange anatomy meant he had to be careful, but he managed to make it back in a few minutes. "Yo! I've got a survivor from the ship crash! She's hurt bad, I need somebody to help me take a look at her like right now!!" Slowing down to a brisk walk, he headed toward the Med Bay, as that would be the best place to lay her down and begin an examination. He already knew about her head wound, but he had no clue if she had broken bones or internal injuries, and time was of the essence. <br/></span>