inside! poor guy needs some kind of advantage for this onedouble_discMay 31 2011, 23:21:40 UTC
*Oh User.. this hasn't happened in a long time and usually he'd laugh it off or possibly be embarrassed. He's built to withstand a lot more damage than this and he's wiped out on his lightcycle plenty of times. It must have been the rocks, the pathway was derezzed and the area was unstable, that's why he was investigating, and he couldn't control his fall.*
*Thank the User.. Quorra.* My leg. I can't move it. *Besides the cracks of code and flickering circuits, his left leg is bent at an odd angle. He tried to move himself, but it just wasn't possible. As long as he lays here still, it's not so bad, but that's not going to last long. They're so far from the city...*
*great. Just great. He doesn't look good overall, and the leg...* D... do... *think, Quorra!*
I think if the pain isn't too terrible, I can try to at least align the limb, so if your self-monitoring functionality attempts to begin mending it, it won't do it in the wrong direction. Or I can try to *looks dubiously at the baton on the ground* try to help you on a lightcycle and drive you back. Or I can leave you what energy I have with me and get help. You'd have to wait on your own, in that case.
*her hand's on his shoulder, anyway. Gesture all too familiar from long interaction with Flynn*
*He doesn't really like the sound of any of those options, but mostly.. he doesn't want to be left alone. He closes his eyes, trying to conserve his energy for a few moments.*
See if.. you can align my leg. Then.. then we'll see.
*then alone he won't be. Quorra nods and, her face set into a gentle determination, kneels beside his leg. Her hands touch, where she would need to hold to align it, but very lightly. Only to see how she can grip, frowning a little to make sure she can do it as quickly as possible.
After a few moments, she sharply looks up, eyes widening*
What's that?
*and if Tron's attention follows, she'll use that to start applying pressure to set the break, hopefully the distraction taking away some of the pain*
*He falls for it without fail, his super alert mentality playing against him. Or for him. He looks up quickly giving Quorra a chance to set it.*
*He clenches his teeth and his circuits surge and flicker, the pain is still there even if it caught him by surprise, but it's okay then. He stays quiet, waiting for it to settle for awhile before he tries to speak*
lolol poor Tron... hmmm serious illness on the Grid...double_discMay 29 2011, 16:43:52 UTC
*He's trying to relax, but he just can't. He can't stop shaking for one, and the violent coughing, that's not even supposed to happen. He doesn't get sick, he's not sure what's going on and that scares him the most.* What's-.. Sash. What's happening?
Poor boy doesn't seem to have gotten off easy so far, no.tiny_doctorMay 29 2011, 22:41:57 UTC
Looks like you've picked up some kind of infection. [Frowns. That can't be right. Surely they'd have been informed if there was a virus running around the Grid somewhere. Which, while not the only possible source is certainly the most likely.]
Can you tell me where you were when you started feeling strange? Where you in contact with anyone?
*pets him* he'll be okay though :)double_discMay 30 2011, 03:59:41 UTC
*He nods slightly, helping the pain would be great. His circuits flicker and another wave of it passes through, making the shivering worse and he tries not to curl up into a little ball like he wants to*
It's all okay in the end :Ddouble_discMay 31 2011, 23:18:19 UTC
*Time. He's not so sure about time. He starts to close his eyes, but a violent shiver jars him awake again for a moment*
Sash.. I.. need to reboot. *His face looks pale along with his circuits. He doesn't know when he's ever felt this bad before. He's certain he doesn't want to feel this bad ever again.*
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*Thank the User.. Quorra.* My leg. I can't move it. *Besides the cracks of code and flickering circuits, his left leg is bent at an odd angle. He tried to move himself, but it just wasn't possible. As long as he lays here still, it's not so bad, but that's not going to last long. They're so far from the city...*
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I think if the pain isn't too terrible, I can try to at least align the limb, so if your self-monitoring functionality attempts to begin mending it, it won't do it in the wrong direction. Or I can try to *looks dubiously at the baton on the ground* try to help you on a lightcycle and drive you back. Or I can leave you what energy I have with me and get help. You'd have to wait on your own, in that case.
*her hand's on his shoulder, anyway. Gesture all too familiar from long interaction with Flynn*
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See if.. you can align my leg. Then.. then we'll see.
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After a few moments, she sharply looks up, eyes widening*
What's that?
*and if Tron's attention follows, she'll use that to start applying pressure to set the break, hopefully the distraction taking away some of the pain*
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*He clenches his teeth and his circuits surge and flicker, the pain is still there even if it caught him by surprise, but it's okay then. He stays quiet, waiting for it to settle for awhile before he tries to speak*
Thanks..
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Can you tell me where you were when you started feeling strange? Where you in contact with anyone?
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I.. don't know. I can't remember.
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You're going to fine. You do know that, right?
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You can.. fix it. Can't you?
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It just might take a little while.
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Sash.. I.. need to reboot. *His face looks pale along with his circuits. He doesn't know when he's ever felt this bad before. He's certain he doesn't want to feel this bad ever again.*
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I'm just worried about the effect it may have. I've...I've never seen anything like this before.
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