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Rio was weary about letting a near stranger treat his wound, but luckily he did not have to worry about that. All he had to worry about was making sure Chris didn't kill anyone. Kara was weighed down by their prisioner and couldn't take a shot, but Chris's arrow tip was coating in something that looked suspiciously like a well-known (and illegal) explosive.

The men had turned at Chris's statement and Chris nearly released the arrow - but Rio shot the tip before the arrow had moved and inch. Chris flew back and hit the brick wall. Rio rushed over to him to make sure he was alive. There was a pluse, but he would be out for a while. Now all he had to do was dicompasitate six armed men with a gun full of fourteen remaining plastic bullets. No problem.

Rio did not stand but shot from where he was while they were still thinking he was examining Chris. One, two, three. Okay, three hit. Two of the remaining three looked suprise, though the third didn't. Rio quickly stood and hit the sharp reflexed one with four of his bullets. He motioned to Kara to hurry up, drop the prisioner and grab their weapons before they recovered from the pain. Rio it the deck again as one of the remaining two shot at him. He shot another three bullets and heard more gunshots. He moved, but nothing flew near him. The last one had shot at Kara.

Kara barely had time to drop the prisoner before more shots rang out, and Rio had already injured four of the six men. She drew her shotgun and shot at the same time as Rio, hitting the same man. A bullet slammed into her leg and she was knocked back a step, nearly tripping. Her gun fell from her hands. Growling away the pain, she stood up and pulled a knife out of her left sleeve, and sent it flying end over end at the last soldier, then fell down to one knee, her left leg throbbing.

"s**t." She cursed, looking down at her bloody calf.

"********." Kara whispered under her breath. Rio knelt beside her, but she didn't really notice him. God, her leg hurt. She'd never been shot before. Stabbed, sliced, burned, yes. But not shot. First time for everything. She thought with a little humor.

"Sorry." She muttered to Rio, then looking around, "We should get out of here." She said, her eyes falling over the wounded soldiers, the cursing prisoner and the unconsious Chris. "Looks a bit suspicious, I imagine." She said, her breathing a little heavy through the pain. She glanced down at her leg, wondering if she could walk on it.

Kara smiled slightly. "I'm alright, really. Or rather, I will be. I've survived worse." Her hand traced over the scar on her collarbone, her eyes slightly unfocused.

Suddenly, she snapped out of it, and looked at Rio a moment. "You are the oddest man I've ever met. You get shot, and you dig the bullet out yourself and go on, not even patching it up. I get shot..." She shook her head. "You need to wrap your shoulder before you pass out on me."

Rio almost laughed aloud at this, though he thought she had a point.

"My adrenalinne won't fail for another hour or so - I think. I'm not very good at the whole medical thing, but I'm not losing too much blood any more. Honestly I'm surprise you are losing as little blood as you are - "

"What is it this time?" inturrupted a whip like voice that made Rio cringe harder than when Chris blew up.

He turned slowly to face to very small, beutiful, but extremly frightning Mon-Ama Curo. Her eyes travelled over his shoulder to Kara's leg, to their prisioner, the dead gun man on the ground and finally to Chris. The other five gun men had stalked off; Rio could see a few droplets of blood leading off.

"Well, her leg is - "

"How long has your shoulder been like that?" she cut in curtly.

"I dunno, about fifteen minutes? Maybe more, but her leg - "

"And what about him?" she interjected again.

"Same time - it was a through-in-through and," he continued, knowing what to say now, "I was shot again, and this girl was hit in her leg. If we are going to run, she needs help. It just happen a few minutes ago," he added haistily.

Mon-Ama seemed to have difficultly not rolling her eyes. "Even if I fix he leg up she won't be able to walk. I will patch it up and then we'll get her somewhere safe."

"How? My shoulder is hurting and you are ... " his eyes glided over her slender arms.

"What?" she asked suspiciously.

"N-nothing!" he answered hastily.

"She will just need to keep her weight off of it. I will help her walk."

"Right, excellent proprosition - "

"Proprosistion?"

"What?"

"That is an odd choice of words, that's all."

"Ah, right," said Rio nervously. He couldn't use the Geam dodge with her because she was from Geam. She had been getting suspicious for a while about his and Kerry's origins. "I must have picked it up from - from Lucida."

Mon-Ama gave him a piercing stare. Then, to Rio's immense relief, turned away and began a piliminary patch on Kara.

Rio looked at the new comer in surprise, but before he could say anything, Mon-Ama said, "I've got nothing to say to Mauchi scum."

"She's from Geam," said Rio in a hurry so that the Mauchi wouldn't get upset. "She's bound to be like that. Ano, what is your name?"