Ochra shook his head at the assumption that he had lost his leg in the crash. "I lost my leg in a battle some time ago. I had a mechanical prosthetic, but it was broken some time ago. Really, I've been going around on one leg for some time." Guess he should clear that little bit up. If there had been any chance of Ochra regaining his lost leg, it had long since past.
So, this pale being was a Muko-jin. Ochra had never heard of such a people, but from his explanation, there wasn't much of them left. He couldn't help but sympathize. "Well, I certainly hope Earth is to your liking. The people are quite welcoming here." When he asked him if he had done anything on Earth, Ochra shook his head. "No, nothing like that. I had been to Earth before, but it was a peaceful visit." He sat back, looking upwards towards the sky. "There are good people here. I don't want to cause them any harm, especially if anything was to happen." Indeed, if anything did happen to them, he would never forgive himself.
At that point, Nero returned. Well, time for his medical care. Or what he could do. Many of Ochra's injuries were old, so it would take a bit to properly treat them. He would cooperate though. Resisting would just cause more problems. "I'm Ochra," he replied, introducing himself to the two people.
This first thing Vangreth realized when the mysterious wounded Saiyan was talking about his leg injury is how vague he was going about everything; the events all seemed to have happened ‘some time ago’, which wasn’t really helping the Muko-jin understand the timeline a whole lot more… although it was nice to know that the leg missing wasn’t something new… maybe it explained why he was able to walk with it, stand with it and not panic realizing he was missing one of his precious legs. This whole missing limb story was really intriguing for Vangreth, it was such a lost concept to him that someone could permanently lose it and just keep doing.
The topic of Vangreth’s new adoptive home was once he liked a lot; Ochra was speaking the truth, this place was the most welcoming, accepting and peaceful he had ever heard of… not that he heard of that many to begin with, but he had a gut feeling that the rest of the universe wasn’t so kind… perhaps it had something to do with everything he heard about the other forces in the universe… he had been truly lucky to end up on Earth after all.
‘’ I do like this place, everything is so charming, full of life and even when bad things happen, people arise to confront it. Also, there is room for me to improve… I’ve done so a lot since I got there, and I don’t seem to see an upper limit just yet. I believe everyone here can find his place, if he’s willing to put some effort into it.’’
When he heard the Saiyan introduce himself with his name, Vangreth would smile and give him a respectful nod.
‘’ I am Vangreth, nice to meet you Ochra. And you too, Nero.’’
This moment was pretty weird, but it seemed like it wouldn’t be the last one the Alien would live on Earth. It seemed like the strange Earthling had come back with medical supplies, ready to help! When he called for Vangreth’s help, he would come closer and look over at the first aid kid.
‘’ I never used such things, but I see some supplies that… well… logically seemed to be used to close wounds… other than that, you’ll have to tell me what to do.’’
Admitting that he had no real skill for these things was a bit humiliating seeing how Nero seemed like a professional, but it was necessary.
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Nero nodded to both of his new acquaintances. “Though I would’ve hoped circumstances were better, this isn’t so bad. Yanno, could have been worse and all.” He said quickly going over to Ochra’s side after confirmation that it was okay to begin. “Aside from your injuries, but you know more than enough about that, I won’t talk your ear off over it.” Nero shrugged, opening the first aid kit up to double check that everything was there. “There’s a basic instruction manual in here either way, so don’t worry about it, Vangreth, you’d have figured it out if I wasn’t here. I’ll just need you to hand me a few things if that works out better. Feel free to watch though, odds are you might learn something. ” He said, beginning the procedure to help Ochra out as best as he could.
While the use of disinfectants might have stung, Nero had a feeling Ochra was made of far sterner stuff. “Okay, Vangreth could you hand me the green bottle there?” Nero pointed to it while getting to the last of Ochra’s recent wounds with the disinfectant and picking up a little medicine dropper. Pending Vangreth’s cooperation, the Saiyan flipped open the lid of said bottle, and in conjunction with the medicine dropper, Nero administered the contents on Ochra’s wounds— it was akin to the liquid in a healing tank, as if it highly diluted. It was for commercial use outside of hospitals or healing centers after all. It wasn’t much and it wouldn’t accelerate any healing, but it’d hopefully help make healing happen properly. “Alright, and now the gauze pads and wrappings please.” Nero instructed further, taking a moment to put everything else away. After once again patiently waiting for Vangreth’s assistance, Nero bandaged Ochra up.
With that all done, Nero packed the first aid kit up and returned it all into it’s capsule. “Phew, there we are. Is that any better, Ochra?” He asked, handing the first aid capsule over to his fellow Saiyan. “Here. I’d like you to have it— If you’re gonna be staying away from people, you should be able to fix yourself up as much as you can.”
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