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Wham. Three bullets hit him. One in the right thight, another in the stomach, and a third in the left shoulder.

Suffice to say, it still dropped him. He fell backwards hard, hitting the ground with an audible thump.

And for the time being at least, he just laid there, bleeding, wounded, and trying to breathe.

That weapon. Just like the damned Barbarians. He should have known better... He should have done something.

Now, now just breathe. Rest, gather up your strength, then patch yourself together.

Like something out of Wonder Woman (...with allowances for extreme Popeye-wrists), HoshiTe moved the one cylinder to parry the bullets while she ran left and slung the gunpod over her back, each step with a resounding clank. She was headed for Ikari, and at the right moment, she scooped him up, and dove back the way she came, putting a spin on the maneuver to allow her to be underneath when they landed.

((Ah, I was waiting for Lady Knightstar...))

OW! Just what a wounded guy needed, to be tossed around like a damned sack of cabbage. He definately was hurting as HoshiTe manhandled him. and slightly less appreciative when she landed between him and the ground.

To him, he saw one thing. A charging soldier with an SMG. And his 'Teammate" was holding him out in front of her like a damned human shield.

"Barbarian MORON!" he screamed out at her, rage and adrenaline giving him a bit of new life. He tried to wiggle out of the Mecha Woman's grasp, so he could get to the ground, and then, to his field kit and some much needed healing.

((*adds an 'e' for opaj's OOC* 3nodding ))

Eileen/HoshiTe let him go, a slightly digitized and amplified sigh of relief shared at his surge of life. She got up, folded her forearms before her, with only a small gap between to allow her visor to provide her with visual updates. Then she charged, heavily clanking along the way, wispy and faintly flamelike braided ponytail dragging along behind her. "Neither will you! HoshiTe! Thunderous Blow!" The visor targeted an area far enough away to create a shockwave pattern that would keep the soldier from falling back any further as two sets of hatches opened up along her suit, one at the shoulders, one at the thighs. Four slightly ethereal miniature missiles streaked out to the targeted positions even as the mecha woman sharply clanged the two arm cylinders together, then readied the resonating right for a haymaker to the chest. EDIT: It was only at this point that HoshiTe saw Lyendi had the same thing in mind.

((OOC: the missiles are the ones producing the shockwave...they're not targeted at him. Sorry, probably could have made that more clear. sweatdrop ))

Let the barbarians kill each other. Ikari had IMPORTANT things to do. Like making sure he didn't end up bleeding to death.

It was hard going, trying to self administer to himself. Still, he was trained for it. He popped open his kit, and started rummaging through it. First up, some scissors. He cut open his shirt, so he could get to the wounds. As he was, he didnt' think he could pull the uniform off.

After that, cleaning the wounds.

Then, the tweezers, see if he could pull out the bullets. Then, cleaning the wounds again. Finally, bandaging.

Lyendi flinched as two bullets tore through her jumpsuit's puffy left shoulder and instead of stopping or falling, she launched herself onto the ground. Lyendi rolled into a ball and just as she neared the soldier uncurled into an uppercut for the chin though she was hoping to break this man's nose for jepordizing Isaroku and Eileen's life without even giving a good enough reason other than what he shouted.

((No Boss 'paj. Just Ikari getting shot, and patching himself together while you deal with the two power armored members. Ignore my post as it's just him trying to heal himself. Old school sawbones, combat medic style.))