Alkura Alkura did not move from the bed she was in, she stared up at the ceiling mutely in silence. In all the confusion, she had lost her eyepatch. As she stared upwards, able to see out of her second eye for the first time in a while, the second red eye that contrasted to her second, deep blue eye flicked over the ceiling. Her right femur was shattered, the calve below it had a fracture clean down the middle, and the left leg had splinters and spears of wood in it that she was slowly pulling out and discarding on the bed carelessly. Her lungs were healed, the left one had been punctured and the right bruised, but her ribs were still fractured and out of place. She had to relocate two of her fingers, a very painful process. Eventually her leg healed on it's own, and she had all of the splinters out, so that she was able to stand and walk downstairs. She nearly threw up at the sight. Blood coated the walls. Dismembered bodies were strewn all about the place. The members of the hunter killer team that had remained in one piece were slumped, pools of blood around them. Their red and blue heterochromia eyes staring endlessly into an unseen land. Keeping her eyes averted, she walked over to Tyler, who was clearly injured, then knelt beside her. "Hey uh.... Tyler.... you want some help?" Alkura held out her hands, she was willing to apply pressure and would do so if Tyler allowed her to.
