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Monsone wrote:

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Mk1a, concerned, reached out to Erich but hesitated; she couldn't exactly grasp his shoulder since he lacked one, and all she would do would crush him...or at least irritate him.
"Erich are you alright..."

She turned to Ta'lhqejk.

"Is he...even in a good enough condition to do that...maybe...maybe we should just run...or...dive into the ocean if he's not able to do it; I daresay they won't be able to get a clear shot if i'm under a kilometer of water, right? Erich, it's ok if you're unwell...Ta'lhqejk can you help him?"

Tyramon wrote:

Nelly looked to the soldier and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you finished?" She asked politely, yet firmly, suggesting there was a single correct answer to her question.

Silence. Pause. Awkward emptiness as the gathered soldiers simply stared dumbstruck.

"Do I need to use my angry voice or are you going to give me an answer?" Nelly asked with similar manners.

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Most of the Aerlanicans looked around the urban sprawl with muted respect, still though, they looked to the sky, with one suggesting that the ozone layer was thinner, thus making the sun's rays more harmful to entities ill suited for the harsh sun. Regardless, they were thankful to their new saviours and followed them to the infirmary.

Within this infirmary, they were treated for malnutrition, some low levels of poison and toxins within their blood stream, some minor scrapes and other minor issues. One thing, however, that was discovered, was that about one in twenty of the rescued Aerlanicans had cancer, either stage one, two or three. This was not from the planet.

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North South North West Kansas

Eastrid frowned.
"I can do a good job though...maybe if we find stronger people."