@VOIDWALKlNG Following the whack to their leg, their knee buckled and they had to straighten out and take some weight off their left side. Ymir’s response came as a curt nod.
@VOIDWALKlNG “The coupling is worn.” Following that shared information, they lowered their left hand to bang against the coupling. The prosthetic and what was left of their leg met just an inch above the knee.
@VOIDWALKlNG Taking the painkillers, they pocketed them while keeping their gaze leveled on Telos. “It’s a mechanical issue,” they signed. “The medbay won’t help.”
With her hands on her hips, Shaman-3 was looking around when she heard a voice call to her. She turned a helmeted gaze to Ludwig and stared a moment. Beside her a ceiling panel crashed to the floor. “Since when?”
Was that sarcasm, or genuine obliviousness?
The building is collapsing. It's not his fault but it his problem. Ludwig busts through a door onto the main floor of the warehouse. It's a mess, everything shaking, things toppling, he can't believe his eyes when he sees someone: @devilsruined.
"Hey! It's coming down! Get out!"