They awakened to having two looking over them wearing bright colors, red and yellow with some black along the edging. They hurt, badly. They remembered pushing two beings out of the way as the quake caused the shelters to collapse and being hit by debris, but that's about it. -- BKF
Philosophers of the past have discovered various unpleasant ways to awaken after concussive unconsciousness. Among the top ten are the priming of weapons aimed at the waker's head, someone offering to go through pockets before horrific body disposal, and someone authoritatively asking for a scalpel.
In this case, the worrying thought to first greet Busser Shai was, Oh shit. I saved two members of Pax Humanis. The second thought, close behind, was, Black, red, and yellow. Sure to kill a fellow. The third was, Oh shit, again as he fought to maintain bowel and bladder control.
"Just breathe," said the one in the killer-coded harlequin-pattern shirt. "You've been doing that very well so far." The fact that he was smiling didn't mean a damn thing.
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