[BlueInTheShell]

Atrix sighed when Mendez had confirmed her suspicions, the Terskix rolling a set of eyes before shifting her shoulders and lowering her limbs from their patterned marches across the Half-breed. Talking to the doctors here was going to be a pain, like it was in every single place she had gone to for medical care. A lack of seeing her species, and just reading them left doctors with the horrid act of constantly asking her questions about her health; Atrix cringing at the thought of having to be more social than she already was. "Probably happened during the whole incident with the Felis' lover. Explains why I've been sore." Atrix hummed, looking around to try and pluck a nurse or doctor over to them, casting her glance back at Mendez and yawning; the Terskix tapping a foot on the ground in annoyance at nothing in particular. "I hate the medical castes on other worlds."

Nokra laughed and looked down at himself, a little Magali-shaped bloodprint on his person soiling the scent in the air, though the male didn't seem to really care. "Mags, please. I've been in the fucking pits for most of my life. This is like a papercut's worth of blood to me at this point." Nokra twitched an ear and then scratched it, plucking something sticky from the tip and hissing when it stung. "Yeah yeah, gotta look my best for freedom pictures, right?" He teased, leaning in close and giving her a flash of her eyes.

It was her mention of staying on the ship that made him almost vibrate with delight, the Felis hiding a giant smile under a nonchalant gaze while he squeezed her hands back and gave her a small spin, twirling her with an arm like a dancer. "See it all, then find a place we like and just stay there."

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"Oi, I was talking about the other Felis. The one who wants to help fly the thing, and has some sorta complex when it comes to his lady-friend." Riola replied with a small chuckle at his own summary of Nokra. Once her arms were around him, it was game over for Riola and he found himself half-listening to the plans for the ship, and half-oogling the Pyra with as stealthy of an eye as he could. "Fine fine. I'm glad the big guy is doing better. Was more worried about you running yourself ragged with exhaustion than anything." Riola hummed, finally rubbing his head and pursing his lips. "...Thinking of offering...Shaldag? I am horrible with names, the chance to join up with me. I know he's gonna want some kind of payback. And having him around to help? It's like a walking tank with a chip on it's shoulders having our rears."

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Toka. That was the whole wildcard with Shaldag at this point, and nothing was more troubling to Hyun than the passing of Shaldag's little star child. He was probably too delirious to really comprehend it all considering his wounds, and now that he was going to be recuperating and can reflect? Hyun felt like the Daoweians and the Edensians woke up a sleeping giant, and while she had never seen Shaldag in prime as a Warlord? What he was capable of just as a grunt was terrifying enough. "Fuckin' Toka. Couldn't save her either. Should have had her stick around with us instead of whisking her away. Fuck, Ashi. Half of the shit that went down could have been prevented. I'm so fucking hung up on the 'What ifs' that it's gonna keep me awake."

The mention of clothes made Hyun shrug, and looking at the blood-soaked garments Ashi was wearing? It probably didn't matter much. "Can just borrow something from the Felis or one of the other people if it comes down to it." Hyun said, scratching her head and cocking her gaze to the side, before shrugging, and helping Ashi out of pants first. That one would hurt the most, and while Hyun was less than gentle; the scalpel she produced was sliced through cloth like it was butter; Hyun tossing the ruined clothing onto the ground.

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Analoka took one look at the disassembled man in front of her and shook her head. She had seen the worst of the worst come in, but this man was both ragged from some form of brutal warfare, and was put back together haphazardly when he was still walking around. Looking at a tray of rusted part, and trying to find serial numbers, Analoka huffed and decided it was best to not get angry at the whole ordeal - The Star Woman moving over towards the Ogrunu who had been situated in the pool. His jaw had thankfully been reattached. A plastic replacement there until more permanent options were found.

"Can you understand me? You are in a hospital sir." Analoka said, waving a finger and sighing with relief when the Ogrunu followed it, and blinked a few times with his only eye.

"The nurses have you stabilized but it will be some time before you will be 100%. In the meantime, if you have any sort of documentation for your cybernetics or documents to detail your recovery, I would like to see them. May I have permission to find them?"

Shaldag grunted, and managed to produce a few words. "Jacket...Pocket.. Cybernetic plans...For rebuilding me."

Analoka nodded and moved towards his neatly stacked belongings, finding the small dataslate she had been told to find and opened it, the woman scrolling down; only for her plasma to smolder and cool down for a moment - Seeing a picture of another star-person, followed by...Schematics.

The schematics however, made her sniffle a bit and turn to face Shaldag.

"You...You couldn't possibly want this...What you're asking? Even if you could afford it...You'll be even less of your organic self..."

Shaldag grunted once more and took a deep breath,. "I just....Want revenge. My chance to return to the tides? Fuck The Tides."