Trash Bandits (D3, Early Morning)

[Carl Heinrich Mauser]

Carl Heinrich blinked in startlement as the Steamosaur drove the remaining Panchin off.

"Well then! THIS outcome was less than 5 percent likely in my analysis," the young engineer admitted. "Nevertheless, it should be considered a VICTORY for advanced Construct technology."

[Milo Whitewood]

"Yeah... I'm glad it showed up to help us. Those Panchin were tough. Diva! Come." The slightly damaged Warwolf returned to its owner who walked over to check on Sam.

"Hey, are you ok?"

[Sam Eris]

Sam blinked at the scene of the running panchins. Ginger just exhausted lay on the ground. Her color still muted but now green. Sam looked at her injury and chuckled. "Just a scratch... nothing a good bandage cannot fix." She took out a one use medicine kit from her bag and started to do some first aid on herself. "How is Diva fairing?"

[Milo Whitewood]

"She'll be alright. I have a repair spray I might need to use." He smiled reassurringly at Sam. "I'm glad Ginger is ok."

He looked back to Carl. "Hey, how about you? You got cut." There was a pause before he realised something. "Oh, I'm Milo and this is Sam."

In time he'd set about to repairing Diva and replacing the missing armour from spare parts in his backpack.

[2 uses of Engineering skill kit]

[Carl Heinrich Mauser]

He looked back to Carl. "Hey, how about you? You got cut."

"*koff* *koff* Just a scratch," the blond boy replied. "The horrible STENCH of those beasts was worse!"

There was a pause before he realised something. "Oh, I'm Milo and this is Sam."

He nodded. "I saw your WAR WOLF fighting in the tournament," he said. "Nice to meet you both. I'm Carl Heinrich Mauser. I'm studying to be an ENGINEER."

[Sam Eris]

Sam waved. "If you want me to treat it, I'll be happy to help." She smiled. "I've been training to be a medic."

[Milo Whitewood]

"It was pretty foul." Milo agrees about the strong stench. It was an understatement.

"Oh, um, you did? She's Diva. Yeah, she didn't do too well." He would offer a hand to Carl. "Nice to meet you too Carl."

He nods when Sam offers to help. "It'd be good if you had that looked at. It could get infected."

[Carl Heinrich Mauser]

Sam waved. "If you want me to treat it, I'll be happy to help." She smiled. "I've been training to be a medic."

Carl Heinrich coughed again. "Y-yes, medical attention would be much appreciated," he admitted. "KILLBOT REX was not harmed by those wretched beasts, but their pungent aroma is surely a BIOHAZARD to us humans."

[Sam Eris]

Sam nodded. "Yeah they really stink... never treated a panchin... this experience will be one to remember." She moved to assess Carl's condition. "I can clean it and bandage it... as for the weird sick feeling... that would take some time."

[Carl Heinrich Mauser]

Carl Heinrich nodded. "Cleaning and bandaging would be much appreciated," he said, submitting to Sam's ministrations. "I have no desire to be infected with some sort of PANCHIN COOTIES SUPERVIRUS as a result of this encounter."

[Milo Whitewood]

"... I hope they don't have anything like that. Urg!" Milo shuddered as he considered a strange Panchin cooties supervirus. How horrible!

As Sam looked over Carl he'd do the same to Diva.

[Sam Eris]

Sam just chuckled at the word cooties. "The yuckies seem to be bad too..." She took out a subpar medicine kit. "This will sting a little." She warned as she started to disinfect the area.

[Carl Heinrich Mauser]

Carl Heinrich winced a little as the disinfectant touched his scratches, but declared stoically, "No problem! These are the RISKS we take as Monster Wranglers."

[Milo Whitewood]

"... There you go Diva. Try moving your leg now."

Milo continued to repair the construct who looked happy at the attention.