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Nire pushed off the ground, watching as the speck of blood below her grew into a small pool.
That’s not good.
Slowly she pulled her right leg forward under her torso, bending her knee slowly -ouch- to level her foot with the ground. Carefully she pushed off the floor, immediately feeling her body scream in protest, but nevertheless she kept pushing.
What felt like years later, Nire finally was on her feet. She leaned heavily against the stone wall to her right. She wasn’t even sure how she had the strength to stand, especially after what happened.
More of the same pink substance seeped down her arm, coating her hand and contributing to the pool on the ground. She turned her arm outward and examined the wound to her upper-inner arm.
It wasn’t good.
Gingerly she prodded at her right side where her wound had bled and stained her uniform.
“Gah-“
Looks like she was wounded in more places than one, though it made sense. She quickly took a head count, mentally compiling a list of all injuries.
Torn inner right arm, torn right side ribs, strained left wrist, scraped knee bilaterally along with various scrapes, sprained left ankle, and a possible concussion.
Quickly she ripped off her right sleeve, tearing it into strips and started to bind her arm. She didn’t have quite enough for her side so she ripped her other sleeve.
Nire took a deep breath, filling her lungs and exhaling completely, much to the dismay of her injuries. After properly oxygenating, Nire took in her surroundings.
Debris surrounded her. Concrete in pieces scattered with machines and wires torn and blown apart. It was quite the mess. She was glad she wasn’t the one to clean it up.
Nire tried to reach and sense if any other minds were nearby, but she winced. Concussion confirmed.
“I don’t think I’ll be seeing the crew for a while now.”
She used her left arm to brace herself along the wall and started to try and find her way out... back to the crew she wouldn’t admit she missed.