Becca's ears were ringing and everything seemed to spin; everything hurt. She felt pain everywhere and hard ground under her. She blinked over and over, trying to clear her vision but there seemed to be something in her eyes. When she tried to sit up she felt a weight pinning her down. She started to panic as her brain processed what had been happening. Jynx had been there, so close to her and kissing her. There was pleasure, overwhelming pleasure. She let out a shriek as the rest flooded back to her. The monster, trying and failing miserably to save Jynx only to be swept up. She remembered Jynx telling her that she needed her. Oh god! Jynx! She felt around blindly with the arm that was not pinned, letting out a little whine of pain. Her arm hurt badly and she could not figure out why. Where was Jynx and what was holding her down? She kept blinking, trying to clear her vision. This was all wrong.<br/><br/>Kicked and squirming, she finally managed to pull herself out from under Darion's weight and sit up. Her vision slowly began to clear and she let out a little squeak again. Even though Darion had cut the tentacles, the remainder still hung from her. She felt incredibly embarrassed that the whole group had seen her used like that. She hung her head hissing as she eased the thick lengths from her body. Only then did she look around and see the devastation. First, she looked at her arm, where a small, jagged piece of shrapnel stuck out. Darion had not been able to completely shield them both and all things considered she had come out better than she could have hoped. The stinging injury was completely forgotten when she saw Darion himself. His armour looked like it had taken the brunt of the blast and she crawled over to him, suddenly unconcerned with her nudity.<span style="color: indigo"> "Oh no! Darion. Darion, talk to me. Please!" </span>She felt for a pulse as her eyes scanned him for any serious injuries. He did not even seem to be bleeding. She knew that his armour was almost a total write off. She promised herself at that moment that she would fix it for him. She owed him that much. She did not even realize that she was screaming at the fire team members to help him. He was going to be alright she realized and breathed a sigh of relief.<br/><br/>Her next priority was finding Jynx which was not hard thanks to her bright hair. She stumbled awkwardly, finding it hard to walk right after the creature's vigorous affections. She was hyperventilating, the concern plain on her face. Jynx had to be okay. Her eyes noticed Duos and Loretta. They both seemed okay and she had not seen Emma, but then she did not recall seeing Emma recently. She stopped cold, seeing who Jynx was crouched over and seeing Emma as well. It was Fanya. She just brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle the little horrified noise. She had seen Fanya hit the man at the bar, seen her strength. She was not fragile. She could not be bleeding out on the floor like this. Becca was the weak one, so how was she more or less okay and Fanya was hurt. She thought she was going to be sick. She could only watch, helpless and naked as the others tended to her. She watched Sue cut herself, whimpering at the sight. She knew what Sue was doing and simply moved up behind her and rested her hand on Sue's shoulder. It was all she could think to do; to let Sue know that she was there, that she understood and appreciated what she was doing to help Fanya.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>