Everything hurts. Ugh.
“Are… you alright there, my lady?” Loki said to the crumpled form of a woman. He was slightly unsure of what to do since he didn’t exactly know what was going on. “Are you wounded?”
Meli bristled with surprise, and turned her eyes to the man. Tilting her head, she pushed herself up, trying not to look .. well .. small and less than normal,
“I .. well. Let’s just say I misjudged myself and missed my target. Ah .. thank you for asking?” She smiled tightly. Oh spirits her head was spinning. Meli leaned to the wall, hand on her head.
Loki raised his hands up and took a step towards her, ready to catch her if she fell. “Are you alright? You seem a bit…. unsteady. What exactly were you trying to achieve that hindered you so dearly?”
The woman smiled another tight smile to him, and flinched,
“I was trying to get to the next roof, actually. I really need some armor if I’m going to do this…” She straightened again, and gazed to him, “I may have some broken ribs, can .. can you get me to a hospital? Or … somewhere not here?” She probably had a concussion too.
Loki, used to to having comrades injured in battle, wrapped an arm around her waist, hoisting her up. He placed her arm around his shoulders and they both took a step, then unexpectingly, he leaned down and placed a arm under her knees, suddenly picking her up bridal style. “Easy now.” He said to sooth her and bean walking. “Which way to this place of healing?”
An uncharacteristic squeak and a gasp as her ribs were jostled, and suddenly she was in his arms. Looking to him, she smiled a lopsided if pained smile and adjusted herself as best she could,
“It’s .. just down the street, on the right. I guess I aimed right after all, heh .. ow..” She leaned her head to his shoulder,
“Thanks.. for the help, you know. Not many people would have stopped to check on someone who looked injured..”
“It baffles me on why people would not stop to help an injured, innocent, woman.” His voice had a sort of monotone quality, but it wasn’t flat or boring. He started down the street in the direction she’d given him.
“Is it far?” He asked, surveying her face that still held a sign that she was in pain. He ignored the looks from people around him as they reacted to him carrying her down the street like it was nothing.