Orangeish Sherbert
Carrollite was holding her arm. She'd just finished sparring with her sister, though she didn't want to and had insisted they do something else. But the captain wouldn't accept that Carrollite didn't want to.
It ended in a very one-sided battle that made Labradorite madder and insisting that her sister get more serious about what was going on and using her as a punching bag. Which Carrollite never thought would've happened.
When she found a safe spot she finally collapsed down and accessed her wounds. Those dumb daggers her sister had were sharp despite being made out of crystal. Which with how made her sister was left some unfortunate gashes on her arms. "Ugh. How am I going to explain this?" She muttered as she debated on going to get the wounds sewed up.
She worked to rip bits of her uniform so she could use to at least cover the wounds and hopefully stop them from getting infected until she could get them treated. "I guess I need to tell them I was mugged." She muttered trying to also fix her hair where it wasn't all mussed either, cyber locs having been ripped out so she needed to redo the whole thing.
She was so preoccupied she didn't notice the energy signature.
