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[ when the feed comes on, riza's expression is tense. controlled. she's looking straight into the camera. there's an air of professionalism to her as she speaks, but that's to be expected.

she's lived through enough warzones, calamities, and nightmares to know how this goes. ]

My name is Riza Hawkeye. I know some of you, but-

[ not important. she blinks herself out of that. roy was always better at this, wasn't he? okay, breathe. ]

We need to regroup. I'm sure everyone has felt some part of what is going on, but things are getting out of hand. We can't turn on each other at a time like this, not with whatever is happening down below. I know a lot of us are scared, but if we're going to get through this, we need to pull together.

[ a beat, and then she exhales. riza doesn't look fantastic, honestly. she hasn't slept in who knows how long, and with everything going on around the ship?

but she's trying, that has to mean something, right? ]

Anyone who needs help, come find me in the lounge. I know basic first aid and can see what I can do. If anyone has any kind of healing abilities that are working? I can help with those too. I'm trying to collect what supplies we have, but help is appreciated.

I'll be in the Lounge if anyone needs to find me.

[ and then the feed cuts.

ooc timeline wise! this is happening semi-post the event log but pre the wrap-up log! meaning that people who went down in the first log can be back up, but all the dead bodies haven't made it up. she is open for network stuff but also if you just want to action meeting her in the lounge......feel free.

also.....no one has told her about roy yet so. that is open. c: ]

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[ inej does not have her knives on her, as she makes her way to the lounge. she feels horrible, doing it this way, but she does not want to deal with conversation. with being checked on, and people touching her, and doctoring her own wounds. she would much rather take what she needs and leaves, which is why she lingers in the shadows. entering with her magical ability activated, stealing toward a table of bandages and . . . what looks to be pain reliever? potentially.

she slips by relatively unnoticed, but relaxes her powers once she nears the table. objects don't blend in, she has since learned, and floating tape will certainly give her away. but she picks it up, slipping it into her pocket, and is attempting to leave without a word.

silent, steady, predictable.

probably going to get caught by sniper lady extraordinaire, but inej is confident in her ability to pocket things and leave. ]

[ it's not any kind of special ability, per say. but riza has a handle on surrounds. had a tendency to be able to see, or sense, things as they happen - no matter (really) how cloaked or in shadow they may be. she was (is) a fairly good shot, and can generally tell when someone is sneaking up on her. twice as well, here, considering how on edge she's been since they first arrived.

so it's not a comment on inej's ability per say, that riza can tell something is off when inej enters the room. it's definitely not her ability not working, either, because riza has no idea what it is that has entered the room. all she knows is that she is just a bit off from it, reorganizing one of the kits, when she gets the feeling and tenses, hand slowly moving to her gun.

her mind goes first to the monster down below, and then second to anything else. it is only when her eyes follow the feeling, scanning over the room, that she sees the girl (a girl) appear near one of the tables. the tension leaves her almost instantly as riza stands, watching the girl look over the table, the materials. she's gathering for...something, that's the first thing riza notices, so after a second or two- ]

You don't have to sneak in here to steal those. They're for the Circle to use. [ and then riza is walking over to join inej, her expression tired (as always) but curious. ] Are you looking for something specific?

[ inej freezes, at the words, her fingers curling protectively over the bandages. her immediate reaction is to dart away, but she's already been caught . . . so inej steels her nerves, and speaks as calmly as possible. ]

I wanted to avoid a conversation.

[ she may as well be honest, and she pockets the bandages. she's not giving those up. ]

But if you have pain medication, I would take it.

[ riza picks up on the reactions - she'd seen enough children in ishval to know what it looks like to steal to survive. it settles something a bit uncomfortable in her chest, but she ignores it, not so much as reacting when the girl pockets the bandages.

she nods, once, understanding the want to avoid conversation, before moving to walk over to another section of the room. ]

It would depend on the level of injuries. [ riza stops, looking over to the girl and giving her a once over and not seeing anything visible. ] And what happened. [ she does wait, here, to be given some kind of further information - her expression unassuming, but unable to help until she knows more. ]

[ it's frustrating, so frustrating, to now be stuck in this conversation. but kaz is stable, now. sleeping, quiet and calm in his room. so it's not like she's in a great rush, but she doesn't want to get stuck here. talking, being prodded, being questioned.

but it's too late to up and leave now, and inej's eyes flicker over riza's form once before responding. ]

A stab wound. In the side. No vital organs. A lot of blood loss.

[ it's said evenly, mechanically. ]

Something to assist in sleeping, would be helpful.

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