Snippet #2248553

Ryker snapped out is daydream once he noticed Isis. She looked winded and nervous about something. The sentinel felt the urge to comfort her, but before he could approach the scout, Leon arrived carrying wounded Akitla. Without hesitation Ryker shifted into his human form and rushed over to his emergency box, quickly punching in the combination and opening it. A mat-black gun greeted him, but that wasn't what he needed now. He pushed it aside and grabbed a medical kit and something metal and shinny, sticking it in his back pocket. When he returned he was surprised Isis was already assisting Akitla. Maybe he was staring at that gun a little longer than he thought. Memories he didn't want to remember. That wasn't important now, one of his own was hurt.

He walked up the two pack member and assessed the situation, but Isis seemed like she was handling it pretty well. He knelt down beside Isis and placed the kit beside her.

"There's an ice pack, some bandages and a splint kit. I would start with the splint kit." He told the female scout. He never been this close to her before. She was actually kind of attractive. She glanced at Akitla.

"...And this is for you." He pulled out a flask of bourbon and offered it to her good arm, giving her a wink and a smile.