Mars: He stands on top of a hill as he looks down at his army. They are attacking a human camp "fools, they though that was a safe place?" He laughs but then stops as Luke manages to take contro of the body. He falls down to his knees and whispers "you're a monster" before Mars can finally regain control again. "Give up already. There's no way I'll ever leave this body" Mars growls.
(Aww you guys started with out me! lol ok ill try my best on this so have we (characters) all meet yet?)
Aira smiles to herself. She finally got rid of Morgan for a bit, she flopped into the nearest chair and shut her eyes. Morgan picked up an Ork body and then put it in the growing pile within an area of the ship.
(Alright, got it! thanks ) A few hours after the storm may wakes up feeling sick she tries to go back to her capsule and find her roomate to make sure she is ok. While walking down the hallways she keeps asking others if they are alright. May: is everyone ok?! *looking around* is anybody hurt? *gently touching the shoulders of the eldars that had just woken up* man i hate ships -sigh- alright lets find out whats going on before heading to my capsule. *Looking through a window* this is a planet i havent seen before *looking around* dear ervin are those ships!?...
Morgan stops and glances around, the human technology was just behind the shape shifters. She goes back to the bridge of the ship and helps Mark with the wounded.
Mark:-kneels next to one that was stabbed and bleeding out. Both he and I knew there was no saving him.- you fought bravely.. -i say the sacred words of the Emperors peace and execute him with my pistol, to ease the passing. The shot rings out through the ship and the guardsmen become quiet-
Morgan bows her head in respect. She lifts her left hand to her forehead and then turns her palm towards the body on the ground.
Morgan receives strange looks from the crew but she continues helping the wounded. She crouched beside someone with glass in their leg. "Right just focus on who you came out here to protect." She says smiling as they close their eyes and look to the ceiling. She brings out a bag, wipes, needle and thread. Putting on gloves she looks at the wound. She picks up a wipe and cleans the area around the shard. Gently she pulls the bit of glass out. It wasn't deep but needed stitching. She pushes the edges of the wound together and wipes away the blood. She threads the needle with the thread, then starts stitching the wound together. The guy grits his teeth and the stitches merge with his skin. Morgan finished the stitches and put the stuff away. She brings out a cream, "put this on in two hours. The stitches will disappear and the wound will heal." She stands up. A sound catches her attention and she walks over to it.
Mark: -starts to help another crewmate- The crewmate leans up and talks to me: "i dont trust her" I look at him. "why?" "shes a xeno.... No better than the eldar" I shake my head and look at him. "we cant say that with certainty..." "but... The emperor declared.." "i know... But that doesnt nececarily mean i agree with it"
Morgan hears their conversation but ignores it. She find a crew member trapped beneath metal desks. Scanning the mess she sees the crew member tangled. There was no wounds but from the moans, there was a break somewhere. Morgan crouched and gently moves a desk "tell me if I hurt you." The person nods. Morgan manages to pick up all the desks, moving the person gently. She glances around and holds their head still. "Where does it hurt?" She asks kindly and quietly, knowing the procedure from many occasions like this. "Can someone help me? We need a spine board."
Morgan glances up at Mark "your crew needs to stop being scared. I'm not a monster. They were trapped under the desks. There's pain, probably breaks." She says quietly for the first two sentences, then speaks normally for the other two.
Morgan nods as she gently lifts the crew member onto the board trying not to move their head. She straps them on the board and glances at their right leg. It was in an awkward position when the desk was moved from on top of it. That is definitely a break. I don't need to shift to know that. Morgan thinks to herself.