Re: Vulcan to Haven => Magneto
He raised an eyebrow as one of the others started yelling orders, and yet another opened fire with a complete lack of accuracy. Well, this was an interesting group. Completely undisciplined, poorly trained...FUBAR was indeed a good description.
Vulcan's glare was met by his own gaze, dark eyes cool and unconcerned despite the circumstances. "Calm down." It was just short of a command, and he was hoping the calm surety in his own voice might grant them a bit of calm they were definitely lacking at the moment. "Get your man some emergency treatment and fluids and chances are good he'll live, assuming there aren't any major internal injuries. Severed limbs are survivable." A wing counted as a limb, right? The blood loss was decent, but Warren was still alive and shock hadn't set in yet, so there was a good chance for him.
Since it seemed that evac was on the way, the huge man carefully slipped two arms under Warren, avoiding the shredded wings before rising to his feet with the injured mutant. "It wouldn't hurt to have my injuries looked at." His adrenaline was still kicking fairly hard, so his own injuries were just a low-grade burn, at the moment. "Since your friend started shooting, I don't particularly want to be here when the cops show up anyway." Vaguely he wondered if they even had paperwork for those weapons. Gunfire would mean his gun would be scrutinized and while it was fully legal, he didn't want to deal with the headache.