He continued to blink a few times, before putting a hand over his chest and taking a deep breath. His mind slowly returning to him as he remembered where he was, and who was in front of him. The Female Mercanary Corina, he looked down at the floor before letting out a small sigh. And starting to respond with to her, he wasn't going to lie. "Actually, I took the armor off on Deck 2 when I was repairing one of the Walls so that during the jump we wouldnt have to worry about a breach. And my armor is actually still in my quarters, it hadnt actually been given to me and wasnt told until I met with Ally in the Cockpit earlier. " He didnt know she was thinking of him as if he was a pup, but sadly she wasnt entirely far from the mark. He could act like a lost puppy a majority of the time when he is by himself and not working on something.
He dusted himself off, before making a slightly depressed face at the mention of the rest of the crew. Shaking his head, he responded almost calmly, " I dont really want to trouble them, they are already busy right now. And my wounds aren't really a concern for me right now. I just wanted to get as much work done as possible, and haven't really slept until now since that first attack on us. And normally I would agree, but the armor that I had been wearing was one from a...Soldier who was much larger than I am, so it was restricting my movements heavily. " He began to stretch his arms, as if to show that he needed to move freely at times," The portions of the ship and vehicles that Ally tasked me with repairing I would need the full freedom of my limbs....Especially when sitting under that All Terrain Vehicle that...I suddenly cannot recall the name of." His words were incredibly logical based on the way he framed it, and he wasnt entirely wrong. Especially when wearing armor that didnt match your body type earlier.
OOC: You mentioned Krogans...XD Bigger Armor. XD
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angel_dancing_in_darkness
Duronova Sol
Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2018 12:01 am
Post Number: 35
Corina Zita
Apart from the fact Ethan literally nearly got himself killed, the mercenary understood why someone would risk coming down here. Her first set of armor did not fit as much as she would have liked herself but it did not change the hint of worry. Some mercenary bosses would have thrown out the airlock.
He's being honest, though.
However, she was surprised they had Krogan armor aboard this ship at all. At best, it could have been left over unless Oni recruit one before they forced to leave it behind. Slowly standing up, Corina adjusted her sheol knowing he must think her cold, even cruel, from the way she acted treated him. Omega offered no mercy nor did the rest of the galaxy eighty percent of the time. The twenty percent had to be someone looking out for you.
"Actually, I took the armor off on Deck 2 when I was repairing one of the Walls so that during the jump we wouldn't have to worry about a breach. And my armor is actually still in my quarters, it hadn't actually been given to me and wasn't told until I met with Ally in the Cockpit earlier."
A small smile managed to find her face hearing that and let it fade for a minute. In the short time she knew Ally, the woman would information of something like, especially on a mission like this. She studied the sealed wounds before looking up at him to see the depressed look. There had to be a reason why he insisted on avoiding Uda.
"The Mako could use an upgrade that found an balance between its mass effect core and armor." Corina agreed. "But Uda would not want you to risk injuring yourself for the sake of minor repairs. My own condition...."
Corina took a breath holding her bandaged arm. If only for a second. An hour ago Uda gave her an blood transfusion, something she would always be grateful for. Yet it still terrified her seeing someone like Ethan pass out like that.
"Let's just get you to Uda." she managed. "Though, I am surprised you could handle Korgan armor well enough. Just be more careful next time."
Location: Deck Four Mood: Worried, Relieved Thoughts: Ethan, you are an idiot. Current Song: None
The more Ethan sat there on the ground, the more the noises from the machinary echoed throughout his ears. His eyes shut and he relaxed his body a bit more. The only reason he ended up wearing that set of Krogan armor was because the person who lived in his Quarters before he did apparently liked to collect armor from the other races....Wasnt entirely sure who it was, or why they did. But at least some of them fit...The Krogan Armor just so happened to match his body a tiny bit more, he scratched the back of his head. And slowly responded with," Yeah. The person who had my quarters before happened to collect armor...And I guess I should just say for once I got lucky and it fit a bit more." He then gave a weak and kind smile to Corina, before putting hands onto the floor and pushing himself up to his feet. Ethan stretched his arms a tiny but before starting to shake his head.
" No...No...I dont want to bother them, I'm physically fine. Just tired. " He bowed his head to her, and said," I came to this spot because the noises here would help me relax and I figured noone would check for me down here. And yeah. The Mako, during the explosion it got a bit damaged so I repaired it. How did I forget that name?" He shook his head, before letting out a sigh and pushing a hand through his hair. Honestly, it really was starting to seem like he just wasnt a big fan of doctors. Which was entirely true, Doctors, Scientists, they were all pretty terrifying for him. Being around them just made him fear being experimented on again...not that he would be alive or exist if he hadnt been a experiment, but still. Shaking his head, he said slowly," You got a blood transfusion earlier right? Before the War Room meeting? It is a good thing someone matched your Blood Type right?"
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angel_dancing_in_darkness
Duronova Sol
Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2018 4:27 pm
Post Number: 35
Corina Zita
Corina lifted a brow stepping onto the elevator. Repairing the ship shirtless was dangerous in itself that there was nothing to reroute stray electrical charges. It would short out an armor's shields and limit any physical harm to the person wearing it. Still it did not help that her medical training was telling her to focus on something else.
"Trying telling that to every Alliance and public doctor." She had taken over two dozen accommodations with the Alliance from the moment she enrolled for the sake of surviving on the battle field. It took a year for her to convince superiors she could handle herself without bleeding to death. That got her far until her mother came up and she started making plans to leave without proper notifications. "Though, I am surprised you are not dragging me to the medical bay yourself. More so you are fine with a mercenary on board."
Location: Deck Four Mood: Worried, Relieved Thoughts: Curious. Borderline distracted. Current Song: None
The brown haired male couldnt help but feel as if she was going to shoot him if he wouldnt accompany her to the Medical Bay at this current point in time. And couldnt help but close his eyes, before pushing a hand through his hair and giving the Mercanery a nod.
"Fine...I'll go to the Medical Bay....I wont like it though." The Soldier crossed his arms for a minute over his bare chest shut his green eyes and began to relax a bit. Before stretching his body out, as if preparing to do a lot of movement. He then responded to what she answered earlier. With a growing kind smile, obviously not entirely upset that Corina was forcing him to go to the Doctor. Quite possibly because she genuinely was concerned or worried for him, which was a nice change of pace. Allies stick together after all.
"Anemia isnt a condition no, but if that ends up being the case Ill have to design something like a Dart Gun to shoot you with Blood Darts then. At least that way youd be able to stay in the fight. I hope anyway, And yeah. I was just tired, hadnt slept in...well since this all started after all."
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angel_dancing_in_darkness
Duronova Sol
Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2018 11:02 am
Post Number: 36
Corina Zita
Corina lifted a brow stepping onto the elevator. Repairing the ship shirtless was dangerous in itself that there was nothing to reroute stray electrical charges. It would short out an armor's shields and limit any physical harm to the person wearing it. Still it did not help that her medical training was telling her to focus on something else.
"Trying telling that to every Alliance and public doctor." She had taken over two dozen accommodations with the Alliance from the moment she enrolled for the sake of surviving on the battle field. It took a year for her to convince superiors she could handle herself without bleeding to death. That got her far until her mother came up and she started making plans to leave without proper notifications. "Though, I am surprised you are not dragging me to the medical bay yourself. More so you are fine with a mercenary on board. Just let me know if you need help, alright?"
Location: Deck Four Mood: Worried, Relieved Thoughts: Curious. Borderline distracted. Current Song: None
