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The clasp came undone easily enough, and Fluorite nodded. She could at least get the lower one herself, sending her shoulder and chest armor tumbling down on the sand. Hel would have an easier time working, now.

"You work with my brother, right ?" She said. "Alunite ?" Really. Their relation had never been a state secret.

"Im not sure if there is any water here.... But we should at least get them covered, yes." She couldn't help but hiss a bit as she held up her arm for Hel. to be able to bandage a little easier. "I can get the water part done later..."

"Im..." She looked at Howlite. ...Wait.

...Waittttttt.

"...When did that happen ?" The 'that' was obvious enough, she hoped.

Yeah, just a little out of it.

That familiar, lopsided grin appeared on the captain's freckled face as Fluorite trailed off, watching the realization appear on her face. "Right before the big bang, darlin'." They were dish about it later.

As Hel administered assistance to her, Howlite cautioned her. It wasn't bossy, or badly intended, but simply to make sure. "Don't remove any pieces of clothing that are sticking to her burns. It'll tear the skin, and we don't have the right stuff to treat her here. Just wrap on top of it." The blonde had spent years administering first aid to herself, and others, due to kickboxing injuries. It also was no big deal to take a First Aid/CPR course at DCU.

"You can crash at my place, as long as you need. Don't need your family to see this," Her dark eyes then roamed the other officers. "Anyone that needs it, can." She had ample space, and no roommates.

Lifting his gaze from the downed bluenette, Jarosite, his attention was on his fellow Captain. "Give me one moment and I'll be over." One last look to Jarosite as he reached to take one of his hands and press the starseed into his hand. "Take it." He'd need it to help with the healing he had to do.

That done he was up and making his way toward the Captain, whom till now he'd never seen. Bending, so he was perched on the toes of his boots. "What can I help with?" He didn't know a thing besides plants and how to utilize them, but he''d do whatever instructed to provided it was within his capabilities. Glancing over the other Captain, trying to get an idea of what injuries she had suffered as a result of the battle and subsequent tossing to Alkaid. Should he be offering her the starseed instead of the downed Lieutenant, was she more injured than she appeared?

"Of course, Fluo."

Howlite made note to definitely enroll in the advanced first aid course at DCU when this was all over. Luckily, an anterior dislocation was able to be solved without going to the hospital. It seemed Mica knew that. The captain glanced around, for somewhere to put Ilmenite, and resorted to handing him over to Zinkenite.

"Hey, Benitoite," a friendly smile for her fellow captain, as she joined him at Mica's side, to offer her assistance. "I've done this before."

The blonde raised her brows at the more experienced captain, holding up her gloved hands to non-verbally ask permission to touch her. "I've reset two of these at my gym, not including my own" she explained, "But if you know what you're doing, don't hesitate to direct me." Howlite, of course, had no idea just how much Mica really did know.

Between the two of them, they should get it worked out. "It'll start to hurt worse, but once it pops back in, everything'll be peachy again." A quick grin, and the dark eyed girl reached for Mica's relaxed arm.

It would have to be bent ninety degrees at the elbow, and then rotated inward, in an 'L' shape toward her chest. "Make a fist," Next, it would be rotated outward, slowly, steadily, until it was just past ninety degrees to her chest. From there, the painful work of coaxing her shoulder back into the joint began.

It might've taken more than once, but the 'pop' was almost audible to both of them, when it was reset.

The Captain that approached her was unfamiliar, but if he had any experience or was at least halfway intelligent, then he would do. At least, that what she was thinking before yet another Captain approached her, one that did know what she was doing. Thank goodness. Technically Mica could’ve done it herself, but if there was someone else competent around then she rather not. Plus it could’ve been a learning experience, since she was supposed to be teaching medic skills to her comrades.

“ Thank you.” She said to the blond-hair Captain, rolling her shoulder tentatively as she stood. “ I could’ve done it myself, but rathered not.”

Mica peeled out of her hooded jacket, wiping her face on the sleeve before she began to tear the rest of it into strips. One strip she tied around her head to keep the annoying gash from bleeding down the side of her face.

“ I’m Mica. You’re… Benitoite?” She asked the male Captain, wanting to make sure she heard right.

“ And who are you?” She asked the Captain that had helped with her shoulder.

"You're welcome, I'm," She paused briefly, catching herself before she said 'Lieutenant,' and raised a brow at her own thoughts. "Howlite." A brief smile. Obviously, the woman was more than capable.

"S'all right, Benitoite. We all start somewhere. I reckon you'll take up a class after all this, no?" s**t, anyone that didn't had to be stupid, and he didn't seem stupid.

Before she could offer to further assist Mica with helping the others, Hematite spoke, and she responded, tone dry. "They departed before the attack," She lifted her chin toward where Zinkenite stood. "The General-King says they're merely regrouping."

She didn't state her opinions on the matter.

Bismuthite sat in quite the same silence, mentally berating himself, and fuming about the senshi all in one go. Many of his injuries still bled, and his hair was stained with is own blood and plastered back from his face with it. He was too angry to really tend to those wounds right now. He was somewhere deep in thought. it was only when Hematite mentioned the mirror senshi that pink eyes looked up, wide and wild.

He stood, wobbily, and looked around. He sorta wished he didn't, because it made him feel ill to his stomach. He finally hand to sit back down again.

"You're right. Looks like the ******** have abandoned us here," he growled and took deep breaths to settle his stomach.

Of course, abandoned in space was probably better than facing Tanzanite or Metallia with their failure...

Sugilite sat a little way off from the main group, carefully grooming herself. She might have been on the ground trying to tear off a knights hand with her mouth half an hour previously, but now she was back to 'civilized mode', and was therefore carefully removing the last bit of blood from her face with the handkerchief that was apparently part of her outfit. It truly was an extension of the owner's personality.

Of course, she couldn't do anything about the red claw marks down the side of her face, or the cuts and bruises all over her body, apart from clean the dried blood off them, but then again, she felt that she was at least looking better than any of the people she had tangled with, back in the Surrounding. Still though, best not to stand and move if she could. There was a nasty gash down the side of her leg from a kicking fight, and she had been kicked quite hard in the pelvis, during one of her energy highs.

After she was sure her face was clean, and hair back where it could, she slowly and carefully turned to face the main group ... well, ragged remains of a group, and looked over the others, wondering how they had fared. Mainly to compare to herself, but the was a little curious as well. As far as she was concerned, the senshi and knights hadn't won, they had merely ... cheated themselves a little more time. When she found out that the Great Youma had been obliterated, there would probably be more than a little anger on her part, and Sugilite would be downright furious at the 'reincarnation' of the civilians, but for now she was content.