The big blue plain (THESSIA, NARTIN, TEMPLARS)

Helena barely stayed in the shuttle long enough to order Frosty to update the Picasso on what had happened, bolting across the snow to where the skirmish was beginning to end or already had.

"Where is he!?"

She demanded, frantically seeking out her husband's form in the snow. She only froze once, apathetic to the snow, when she saw a tied up body, blood pooling around the head and legs.

"Someone please get over here and help me!"

She ordered, apathetic to the chill weather, terrified and uncertain what to do beyond getting him out of the cold...

Vohkaidin knox lies in a small pool of his own blood. He'll need immediate medical attention.

"Cobalt, this is Gaia company we're inbound and will be at the crash in 5 minutes."

Someone will have to stabilize Vohk untill the asari forces get there.

"Oh shit. What about Knox?" Neil saw Vohk bleeding out and unconscious on the ground. "We can deal with these two later. Right now Knox is going to die if that bleeding doesn't stop. Come on we have to bring him inside the truck and clot the bleeding with medigel!" He put away his weapons and quickly made his way towards Muck and Vohk.

A ways away, Gallik got up, his head protesting the move, but it was necessary. He began the slow process of limping back towards the crash site, activating his suit's tracking beacon, just in case any of his team mates had access to a truck and were in the area.

"Gallik to Patrol One.... Urgh... Heading back to crash site. Slowly."

Once all the chaos had finally died down, Everett noticed Knox's prone body in the snow.

"...Oh shit," He whispered, immediately holstering his weapon and rushing to his side. His wounds were grievous; without some major surgery, he wouldn't be walking again, and he was losing blood at a worrying rate. The bleeding had to be stopped now.

"Helena, don't worry, your husband's gonna be fine," Everett assured her, spreading medigel over the mutilated kneecaps. It helped stop some of the bleeding, but it was only a temporary solution until Gaia company showed up.

"He's not gonna die. We won't let him," He said, grasping the woman's shoulder. He then turned to Neil, glaring behind his helmet's visor. "And don't move him, Neil. The damage is too extensive. As much as I hate the idea of leaving him lying here in the snow, any movement could make it worse."

The human then contacted Gaia company over the comm. "Gaia, I hope you've brought a stretcher and plenty of medigel. Patrol One-Actual is down...come on, Vohk. Just a little longer."

"I'll go grab some blankets from the truck then. We need to minimize outside exposure on those wounds or else he'll catch an infection." He said with a mixture of calmness and urgency while heading out to the nearest truck.

The asari was bleeding badly, Neil had hit a major artery and would bleed out if he didn't stop it immediatly. Omnitool up, on the wound he presses the "apply" button on his interface.

Nothing happens.

Swearing he notices that the tube to his medigel conainer has slipped off in the action, and now the precious substance was being spilled on the ground.

"FUCK!"

With no cloth to make a tourniqet, he applies all his bodyweight to to her thigh to stop the bloodflow.

"I need medigel over here! HELVETES DRITTGUGGE (translation unintelligeble)!"

To Titus, it looked like the others had Vohk and the asari under control, so he headed out towards Gallick. From a short distance away, he called out to the salarian.
"Need a hand?"

Neil quickly came out of the truck with a few soft and warm cloths and headed down to where Knox, Muck and Everett are. He covered up the wounds on Knox with the blankets and glanced back between the wounds and Muck.

"It may not look like much, but hopefully it should be enough to protect him from getting a nasty infection until evac arrives, Ma'am." He addressed Helena.

"I'm really sorry about what happened."

Helena didn't respond to whatever was being said, her eyes and hands devoted to one task. She tried to keep the tremors in her hands and the need to breakdown curbed low. It was all she could do.

"You're going to be okay. You're going to be okay."

She repeated to herself, uncertain if she was tellling the truth or not. She was boiling inside, a caluldron of tormented emotions and thoughts. Why was it taking the so called Quick Reaction Force so long to get here? WHy had Vohk been alone, why hadn't the others been with him? What could they have done to prevent this...

She pushed away any comforting hands. There was work to be done here.

Elsewhere, Frosty, with the Kodiak down, came out to see what he could do to help out. Seeing Gestran calling out, he rushed over, taking out his own emergency aid kit.

"Move over "Norway", before you squish her to death"

He ordered, quickly applying the medigel bandage. A stop gap, but any delay from death would have to do.

Wenrum accepted Titus' help gratefully, relaxing a little and letting the turian help him back to the wreckage. The world seemed to do laps around him as they limped back. By the time they got to the crash, he had to rip his helmet off, doubling over and losing the contents of his stomach into the snow a ways off from the others. He staggered away from that pretty little scene and closer to the others, dropping to slump against one of the trucks.

He spied Vohk on the ground, and a moment of clarity returned, punctuated by fear. Not having been here to see how he had been treated so far, his only clues to his status were the pool of blood underneath him and everyone's distraught looks.

"Knox. Did we get to him in time...?"

Titus gave a very small shrug, so small he barely felt his shoulders roll.
"I-I don't know." The turian swallowed, looking over at the bloodied Knox and his wife.
"I think so, but I don't know."

Losing someone, their leader especially, on a patrol wouldn't be too great for morale, Titus figured.

A flight of Asari Navy shuttles and mantis gunships appears over the ridge.

"This is gaia 1-1, we have a visual on the crash, coming up on your position now, just signal the location of all wounded combatants."

The armed gunships fans out to cover all angles while the transports starts dropping off squads of commandos. A single shuttle bears the markings of the asari medical corps.