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An autopsy, splendid, Seth thought irritably. But it was standard procedure and it couldn't very well be argued.

"Good. Don't inform him. Leave that to his superior."

Which would be Kunai. She headed the department that both Asch and Aila were a part of, or had been. Plus, she would be able to certainly deliver it in a very professional manner.

Considering he wouldn't be able to get anything else from them, Seth turned away and huffed. "Stupid girl.." he muttered under his breath. "YOU!" he pointed to a nurse who was in passing. "Where is Agent De Valois?"

The nurse blinked, "Sir she died in-"

"I KNOW she's dead, dammit!" Seth snapped, clearly not having any patience for this. "Where is her body?"

"Um... this way..." the nurse said, before leading the Executive down a hall.

Raion, who had followed Seth and stood there in silence, now sat next to Faleen as his master tromped off. He looked up at her. "Ray," he stated matter-of-factly.

Eyebrows arched, watching Seth go over to the nurse, asking to see where they were keeping Aila.
Faleen watched him go, not following, though she looked down at the Raion as the pokemon remained behind, tilting her head slightly at the statement like noise he had made.
"I supposed its good to know how it happened" she suspected, speaking to the pokemon.
Umbreon, sitting on the other side of Faleen slicked his ears back a little.

It wasn't long before a young women in a Trainee uniform came over, and spoke about updates, though in an... oddly cheerful manner.
"I suppose we're all curious about the mission rockets..." She explained. "The Elites, Nyx... Ihave a partner in there as well, Grunt Izaya Orihara, Or Nakura."

Someone on the other side of the room, a dark skinned grunt who had been sitting quietly, minding his own business stood, crossing his arms and striding lazily over when the Trainee walked over, and the green haired grunt brought up a few names, Izaya being one of them.
He didn't say anything, but he got himself close enough to hear.

Mau wondered why he hadn't thought to get mad and storm through the infirmary. Oh wait, he had neither the energy nor rank to pull it off. But then some spunky upstart came in and made it sound like their inquiries were like grade school roll-call. But they could get answers. "Nyx." Just as Faleen had wondered. That was who he was most concerned about. "And Kunai." She had been pretty bad as well.

His eyes shifted to a tall, dark skinned man. He'd seen him somewhere before. Where was it? He didn't recognize him without the wolf costume.

Raion narrowed his red and gold eyes at Faleen slightly. Was she really that ignorant? Oh well. The Luxray remained where he was. Obviously if he was still here, Seth would be coming back at some point.

"Oooookayyyy," she leafed over a page from the clipboard, "well I don't really know anyone, so I'm gonna need like actual names..." She heard a pair of names that matched up with a pair of words on the list and pointed a finger at Faleen approvingly, "There we go, that I can do. Let's see, um... Elite Agent Nyx, they've got her condition mostly under control, should be wrapping up surgery in the nearer future. She'll probably be unconscious for a while, but numbers aren't indicating that we'll have a coma on our hands or anything." She moved slightly up the list to address the next name, "Grunt Nakura should be through with surgery. Main concern with that guy was the blood loss, but luckily there's no real signs that his life is in danger from it, so yay!"

What was the next name again... started with an A. She flipped back to the first page of names, "Agent Hayes, um... He left earlier, so he should be A-OK. Probably." Knowing that said agent was actually standing in the room at that moment was not likely to have affected her comment. "Agent Aulus is doing all right. He was coming to when they sent me out here, so he should be awake by now if any of you guys wanna go see him." She pointedly paused so she wouldn't be interrupted in case any of them wanted to do just that.

She turned the page once more, pursing her lips slightly as she searched out the name, "Elite Agent Kuuuuunaaaii... oh, here it is. Surgery and stuff... She was undergoing a similar procedure to Elite Agent Nyx, so she's riding on much the same expectations: unconscious but not likely to be as much for too terribly long into the future. Good stuff." She let the pages of clipboard flutter back into a neutral position, "So yeah. Issat all?"

Mau practically staggered back in relief. She had been stabilized. She wasn't out of the woods yet, but... There was good news. "How soon until Agent Nyx can have visitors?" He reached a hand out and placed it on the nearest wall to keep himself from faltering too much. He was suddenly... tired.

Everything was stiff and it rather hurt to move still, but she had to admit, she was lucky.
The shrapnel that had found her had left only scratches. Her arm hurt a lot, but it hadn't rebroken, there would be a scar but that was nothing compared to what could have happened. Another scar would be left on her right side, just below her ribs, where a bullet had torn and burnt the flesh. That had been too close, she'd thought, when she'd learned about the wound.
She had been shot at. The fact that Agent Aila had actually died put across to her just how lucky she'd been.

She hadn't really known the agent at all bar a brief meeting and then from seeing her on the mission, but any death at all was a shock and it was pretty clear just what sort of an impact losing her at put across the whole team.

Tambrey had been tended too, cleaned up and bandaged up. She had been allowed to get rid of the Galactic uniform, been given clear advice about looking after her wounds and changing bandages... And now she was back into her own clothing; her hair was quickly brushed, but she hadn't thought to bother with a hair tie, the one that had been on her wrist before the mission had vanished at some point- likely snapped and left somewhere among the chaos of their battles- and her glasses had been returned to her face.
It hadn't been long since she'd actually left but she had returned to the waiting room; the only reason she had left had been to retrieve something that was not the Galactic uniform, after all.
She wanted to know about the people who had been more seriously injured too; Aila had died and now she worried after the others. She didn't know many people well, but there was Panther- she'd seen him injured- and his friend who had done the initial bandaging on her arm while still on the mission.
She listened as people asked about the people they wanted to know about, hearing names she could now put to faces and hesitated as Mau was asking about Nyx.
Tambrey waited until after the response was given before she piped up.
"Um, what about Agent Panther.. and there was a Grunt called Luxury?"
Would she be allowed to ask about people? She was a Grunt, herself, but she didn't see why not. She knew the pair had been hurt and considered one a friend, the other had seemed young and she'd been nice to help bandage her arm; she'd have felt guilty not to ask after both.