Dark Elfling
Your sweetest nightmare
Akira quickly grabbed one of the rags and used it to slow Alex's bleeding. "Thank you, love." She said, smiling gratefully at Marck. "I can't do much more that slow the bleeding and wait for her to wake up, I'm afraid I don't have much to work with. Don't suppose you're going to help, Voice?" She said, glaring at the ceiling. It was a bit of an odd experience every time she spoke to the Voice...kind of felt like she was speaking to a malevolent god.