Shalmdi

Coolant searched his leg armor frantically before it dawned on him that he didn't actually have pockets. "Umm... yeah... I mean no, well this might help some"

Reaching around behind his head he ripped a large piece of fabric from the back of his hood. After checking to make sure its temperature was within tolerable levels, he applied the cloth to Corvus’ wound.

“It - it gets real cold around my suit. Any germs would probably freeze, so it should be sterile… I think,” he replied while trying to stop the blood flow. “Can’t be dirtier than that cape of yours. Looks like you guys just got shot out of a war zone.”

When he determined there was nothing further he could do, Coolant left the impromptu bandage behind and rushed to the nearest terminal in hopes of finding any medical data stored.

It was supposed to be a science day today, Coolant thought as he dug through the nearby terminal. There‘s nothing here! They said to fill my data spools with tech stuff. I wasn’t supposed to need first aid!

“Umm, I will do what I can, but I don’t think there are any health files here. I will try to call for help, but the security system here is top of the line. It took me forever to get in here – and I disabled my wifi earlier, so I can’t… arghh, I’m doing it again!

Look, here’s what you need to know: name’s Coolant System, I’ll do what I can to help, I ramble when I feel helpless, and in case you didn’t notice, I feel pretty helpless right now.”

“Wow… that was… what was that?” replied the cyborg.

Coolant System assessed the situation swiftly before moving to Mystic Inferno’s side. “Are you okay pal? What’s going on?” Mystic looked up to see the towering, blue hero. While he was not exceptionally tall, the techno-suit surrounding the humanoid frame seemed to block out a large portion of his vision. The only indication that there was a man beneath the tech was a pale face obscured by a hood and sunglasses.

After pausing only long enough to let the hero beneath him think about responding, Coolant resumed speaking as if he had gotten some response other than a blank stare.

“Well you see, I came in and found this weird bubble in the room… well actually, I didn’t just come in I had to hack in through one of the side access panels ‘cus of the security door… well I didn’t do it, my suit did it, but that’s not the point; I hope I didn’t do anything wrong, I saw the bubbles and the lights and I figure ‘this isn’t good,’ so I hack into the mainframe and then I started trying to shut stuff down… I hope this isn’t my fault. I didn’t do anything in the mainframe, I just looked through the files… I have never seen anything like that. It looks Rikti; is it Rikti? Anyways. Are you all right?”

When the cyber-man finally finished speaking, the bewildered and beaten group had its first chance to react to the new situation they had been thrust into.