(rewatching greys.. mark and Lexi.. and..)

Viktor blinked back to consciousness slowly, coughing as the dirty air hit his lungs. Smoke was near the ground, a ringing in his ears. Pain shot from his legs and back, his chest heaving. He only vaguely could place what happened. The Council Meeting.. the proposition - Jayce leading it.. …the window crashing.. a bomb? A bomb. Definitely. Explosion.

Oh, his legs hurt - his body hurt. Everything hurts. Pain was an old friend, something he lived with since he was a child. Not like this, though. Something was pressed heavily on his waist and - and below? He couldn’t tell. There was something trapping him. “H..” he coughed, sputtered, “hel- help-“