The first thing he became aware of was pain, concentrated to the back of his head and his left ankle.
The second thing he became aware of was that he was flat on his back on a very cold floor with someone beside him. It was only as his vision focused did he realise that that someone was a woman and she'd just asked him a question.
"Ahhh..." he hissed out, rather eloquently.
With a groan, he propped himself up onto his elbow, rubbing the back of his head where he'd hit it against the floor during his descent. He started when a sharp lance of pain shot through his skull, stinging for a few seconds before the sensation faded. Another hesitant prod brought about the same results. Bruised. Definitely.
"I'm fine," he grunted as he pulled himself up onto his feet, his eyes widening when he put pressure on his left foot for the first time and was rewarded with a sharp burst of searing hot pain, "Ow," he groaned, sinking back to the ground in a sitting position.
Gritting his teeth, he reached down a hand to gingerly probe at his ankle for a few seconds, wincing as he noted, more to himself, "I-- I think it's twisted."
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The second thing he became aware of was that he was flat on his back on a very cold floor with someone beside him. It was only as his vision focused did he realise that that someone was a woman and she'd just asked him a question.
"Ahhh..." he hissed out, rather eloquently.
With a groan, he propped himself up onto his elbow, rubbing the back of his head where he'd hit it against the floor during his descent. He started when a sharp lance of pain shot through his skull, stinging for a few seconds before the sensation faded. Another hesitant prod brought about the same results. Bruised. Definitely.
"I'm fine," he grunted as he pulled himself up onto his feet, his eyes widening when he put pressure on his left foot for the first time and was rewarded with a sharp burst of searing hot pain, "Ow," he groaned, sinking back to the ground in a sitting position.
Gritting his teeth, he reached down a hand to gingerly probe at his ankle for a few seconds, wincing as he noted, more to himself, "I-- I think it's twisted."