Arrbi Betna
Marauder
Here and there debris had fallen or was still crashing down. Roads were buckled and buildings closer to the blast center occasionally collapsed under stress and damage. It was as if Hell had come to Keldabe. Betna dodged occasional rubble piles, dead bodies, and fresh sinkholes in his dash to the starport, occasionally stepping aside or slowing to let emergency crews, clusters of people, or the wounded pass by.
He jogged into a smaller area, away from the main routes, and took his bearings once more. Crater, buildings, rubble with a length of rebar sticking out, beaten woman hanging from the rebar, more rubble, another alleyway leading to the starport...
Betna jolted at his thoughts and his head snapped to the woman hanging from the rebar. She looked familiar, at least, as familiar as someone could after suffering a severe beating. He quickly rushed over to help. He pulled a knife from his belt and sawed through the bindings, cutting her down. He then set her down carefully on the ground and started checking over her.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" he asked as he checked for a pulse. "You're gonna be okay, I gotcha."
With that, he went to work and checked her over. A quick glance over and feeling around for any blood or obvious wounds let him know she wasn't suffering from a gaping wound or anything, but he couldn't know if there was a fracture anywhere.
"I gotta get you out of the flightsuit to check for broken bones and any injuries I can't see right now, okay?"
[member="Anija Ordo"]
He jogged into a smaller area, away from the main routes, and took his bearings once more. Crater, buildings, rubble with a length of rebar sticking out, beaten woman hanging from the rebar, more rubble, another alleyway leading to the starport...
Betna jolted at his thoughts and his head snapped to the woman hanging from the rebar. She looked familiar, at least, as familiar as someone could after suffering a severe beating. He quickly rushed over to help. He pulled a knife from his belt and sawed through the bindings, cutting her down. He then set her down carefully on the ground and started checking over her.
"Hello? Can you hear me?" he asked as he checked for a pulse. "You're gonna be okay, I gotcha."
With that, he went to work and checked her over. A quick glance over and feeling around for any blood or obvious wounds let him know she wasn't suffering from a gaping wound or anything, but he couldn't know if there was a fracture anywhere.
"I gotta get you out of the flightsuit to check for broken bones and any injuries I can't see right now, okay?"
[member="Anija Ordo"]