Re: IC: DURING THE FIGHT
"Try not to move." Orlin turned on his medical tricorder and waved the handheld piece above her head. It whirred and beeped before displaying the readout on the small screen. "You have multiple concussive injuries..."
He held the device above her ribcage as well. His face remained blank and serious. About as tell-tale a sign as one could get without saying anything. When Orlin didn't show signs of mirth then that meant it was bad. "...and internal bleeding. I'm going to give you a hypospray to help with the pain, but you need to stay still to prevent the internal damage from getting worse. Once the hypo sets in, I can try a few field treatments to get you well enough to be moved."
He removed the hypospray from his MedKit and pressed it up against her neck. It made a whooshing noise before injecting her with an analgesic which he hoped was enough to help a god.