[wren]

@Rubinaito

The seat she had been in had dislodged from the floor on impact and was hurtled across the room crashing into one of the command windows with a large crack. Everything was blurry and for a moment she couldn’t hear anyone say anything she felt a pressure crushing her, the chair, and something holding her to it, the buckle. With a groan she flipped out her small knife running it close to her skin and sawing at the buckle releasing her. As she fell to the ground she simply closed her eyes and lurked something beneath her breath holding her chest as she she felt the blood drop from her forehead. No big deal. For a moment she sat there hearing huffs and groans of agony from the crew. She clawed her way out from under the seat avoiding a particularly sharp piece of metal jutting out from the ground. First her mind clicked to Santiago and sage. Where they were and if they were ok. Her vision still blurred from hitting her head roughly against the window. “S- sage? Santiago?” she breathed not being able to speak to loudly. After gathering her thoughts she was able to stand, wobbling and unsteady, but standing nonetheless. She made her way to the front of the shop holding her hands over a small gash on her hip that stung. Nothing too major, she seemed in pretty good condition on the outside which was great but inside her ears where ringing like crazy and homer vision still blurred, still recovering.