ProRPer
The Roleplayer
"Ugh..." He groaned as he slowly got to his feet. He craned his neck down, seeing that he was covered in blood from moderately deep cuts. It appeared that he also bruised his right leg. But there was a much more important thought in his mind: How did I fall that far and not die? He shrugged it off and limped towards a staircase, which led directly down into the main floor. Making his way down the stairs was a pain, but he got through it, and eventually, after some time of walking, he ended up back at Weave base. He approached the Vehicle Bay and went in through there. He was wondering the hallways and saw a group of four, including two girls, the marine guy, and Jack. He planned on telling them about what happened, but thought it safe that he should go get some first aid supplies in the medical bay first. He took another turn, walking into a separate hallway, which eventually led him to the med bay. He opened the doors and approached some supplies on a table. With all that has happened so far, with the Weavers and near extinction of humanity, medical equipment has actually come quite far. He injected himself with a vial which numbed the pain. He then took his trench coat off, leaving him now with a t-shirt and some jeans. He bandaged himself up, including one large white one around his stomach, thanks to a massive piece of debris hitting him. He didn't want anyone to make a fuss out of what happened, so he put his trench back on, covering up most signs of the wounds, with the exception of some minor cuts and bruises on his face. He walks out of the med-bay and approaches the group of four he saw from earlier, "Hey, what's going on?"
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