Human Form
Darian happened to be out in the desert as well. He'd been tending to a sick friend that lived almost in the middle of said desert, and had been driving back when his car broke down from the heat, and sand getting into the engine. Luckily, it was light enough [spelled], that he was able to pull it without straining too much, and he had a rope attached to the bumper draped over his shoulder. However, he dropped that when he saw the two others in the desert struggling along. Both wounded heavily. He recognized battle wounds when he saw them. Calling back to Rukaj, he snagged his medical kit out of the back of the car before running over to the wounded soldiers, and relieving the Lunafly of his burden.
"Easy does it now... I've got him... You rest - you look exhausted. Just let my mate look at you, and I'll take care of your friend. I'm Darian - a doctor. Army medic as well... What are your names?"
As he talked, he worked, using his own minimal power to null the electric 'shell' around his patient, so he could get a good look. He was forced to be a vet, yet again, but the war had trained him in fast, 'dirty surgery' with ALL species. So that wasn't that much of a bother.
Human Form
Rukaj and Darian's assistant/son, Zeke, helped bring more supplies to the wounded two, and watched as Darian's skilled hands inspected the wound.
"What's wrong with him? I mean... how bad is it?"
Darian shot him a look that CLEARLY told him to 'shut up'. Zeke complied, closing his mouth with a near-audible snap. Darian verbally diagnosed the porcupine-like creature, keeping his voice low and his words simple.
"Alright... you have a gash in your side - but you knew that already. The gash is about three inches in length, and just as deep. This means it's going to require stitching. I have local anesthetic in my pack, but I can't guarantee it's going to be painless. I will try my VERY hardest to not cause you pain - but it's not a sure thing. I have to keep sand and other stuff out of the wound, so I'll be soaking it in a sterilizing solution. This DOES sting, or so I've been told."
Once again, he worked as he spoke, withdrawing a sterile suture kit, and snapping on a fresh pair of gloves. He pointed, motioning for Zeke to move to the other side to block the wind.