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Doing what she would with the skills she had learned in training, trying to get Aila in a movable condition for when they left. pleased to see that what she had tried to take care of earlier before the Galactic showed up seemed to have helped a little with the bleeding.

She glanced up when Hayes came over kneeling by Aila as well. Staying quiet while he spoke to the others, aside from a polite greeting of "Sir" while the others worked out how to best get the egg. Using the moment to glance past him at Nikki, who he had just come from. she looked as if she was still out... probably for the best considering her burns, the less she feels the better.

"Go on, Tazieff. You'll be fine." Nyx motioned at the lava as she turned to tend to some of the wounded. Scientist was sort of like Doctor, and she knew the basics of first aid at least. She'd have to work on some way to transport the egg... if they found it.

Nyx's Charmeleon sighed a puff of smoke through its nostrils and lept off of the ledge, cannonballing into the magma. Swimming, a thing not normally done by the fire type line in water, was actually fairly natural in the lava; Tazieff propelled herself through the magma with her large tail, swimming much like an Iguana through the water.

Eloise reacted at the sudden bump to her knee. It was unfamiliar to the constant surge of thick, melted earth pressuring her bright orange body. She turned her serpent-like neck to the item and was surprised to see the egg perfectly preserved, the lava cradling seeming to be acting like a cushion. Enveloping her arms around the bulbous shape, she heavily urged herself up until she broke the surface tension of the lava lake and flapped to the air up the crater's edge. She halted flapping when she reached the top, plopped gently with a landing and offered the egg gently to whoever would take it, suspecting that person would mostly likely not be Len.

After the egg was retrieved, Nyx leaned over the edge and returned her fire type to its ball. Long distance returns were a wonderful thing.

"Ha ha! Science wins again!" Nyx was overjoyed, despite the injured. Perhaps after the shock of what happened at the ball, a few bad cuts and broken bones didn't seem quite so bad. Plus, a victory, even an unintended one, was something to celebrate.

Nyx pulled one of the nets out of her pack and laid it out for the egg to be transported with, and climbed onto Langley again. He could carry one more person if he had to. "Langley has room for one more."

Even Faleen couldn't help a smile when it had been announced that they were able to recover the egg from the pit.
After everything that had gone wrong, and failed, with the injuries and Galactic, they still managed to take back something of great worth.

And they finally got to go home.
She did what she could to help, replying to Hayes with a nod, "Yes I can" reaching over to grab the first pack she saw to pull out supplies, but now that the adrenaline was working out of her body, she started to notice how most movements were very painful. regardless, she had put a soak over where she though her own wound was, so the bleeding had slowed, or even stopped, she couldn't tell, and she was able to get a working and sturdy harness for Aila.

Damon couldn't help the small thrill he felt as the egg was discovered and brought up to the ledge, even in the midst of the pain that still radiated from his arm. At least all of their hard work hadn't been for nothing. They had something to show for it other than a few fistfuls of feathers. He almost didn't notice when Hayes approached him until he heard him talk, and then his gaze snapped to the other.

"Getting out of here sounds... Like the best thing in the world, right about now," Damon said quickly, shifting and wincing slightly. Okay, his arm was starting to look swollen now. Probably broken. How nice. And to top it off, he was really starting to feel a bit unsteady on his feet, like he'd just stayed up for thirty hours straight and the sleep deprivation was finally hitting him. "Well, that and enough painkillers to put me out for the rest of the night..."

"I think so."

The first few steps were tentative and wobbly, but Damon appeared to have his footing. He was exhausted, but he certainly wasn't down and out for the count just yet. He even managed to make it right next to Hayes. Then the last stores of energy he had rapidly plummeted and he found his knees abruptly deciding they no longer wanted to hold his weight.

His (mostly) uninjured arm flailed outwards to catch himself, and he managed to get a grip on the very front of the Agent's shirt before he collided with the ground.

"So much for walking..." Damon said nervously, trying to offer a nervous laugh. It didn't come out. "I think it was that Poison Jab that did me in..."