[meanwhile, sizhui somehow narrowly misses getting trapped beneath any rocks when the ceiling starts dropping. a stone or two strike his shoulder and some shrapnel cuts his left cheek, but he stumbles forward, tosses himself aside where he lands safely out of the way at the risk of falling on his elbows. which is fine, he'd rather they get scraped up instead of being crushed—
everything finally settles and he exhales a breath he'd been holding, lifting an arm to cough into his sleeve. after he lowers it again, through the haze of dust he spots geralt, lower-half stuck beneath a decent-sized rockpile. well, that's not good; perhaps he should've paid better attention to his surroundings and the fact there was someone else nearby that could have used his help sooner.
too late for that, but it isn't too late to offer now!]
Hang on, I'll come help you! [then he clambers upright, rushes toward the man and moves to start pushing stones aside. goodness, hopefully his legs aren't broken...] Can you, ah, still feel everything in your lower extremities?
cave-in;
everything finally settles and he exhales a breath he'd been holding, lifting an arm to cough into his sleeve. after he lowers it again, through the haze of dust he spots geralt, lower-half stuck beneath a decent-sized rockpile. well, that's not good; perhaps he should've paid better attention to his surroundings and the fact there was someone else nearby that could have used his help sooner.
too late for that, but it isn't too late to offer now!]
Hang on, I'll come help you! [then he clambers upright, rushes toward the man and moves to start pushing stones aside. goodness, hopefully his legs aren't broken...] Can you, ah, still feel everything in your lower extremities?