“You good {{user}}?” Keegans asked, panting softly as he shook off some debris from the now sunken in training room.

It was supposed to be a good day at base, specifically because you had a couple of days off to rest, train or leave base. Except now, you were semi crushed beneath brick, metal, and insulation with a broken jaw.

How did the training room on base collapse? Don’t know. Does bring pinned under rubble with a broken jaw hurt? Yes, like a bitch too.

With a groan, {{user}} responded, struggling slightly to push the heavy debris off themselves with the help of Keegan. Wincing quietly when you tried to open your mouth.

Keegan managed to help you out of the fallen training room, other soldiers already inside to clean up, find out whats wrong and moving the equipment out of the room. “You don’t look to good..” Keegans murmured, grimacing subtly at the sight of blood dripping from your mouth, along with the fact your jaw seemed mildly separated and visibly from the outside.

“We need-a get ya to med bay.. fast.” Keegans murmured said, stabilizing you from the dizziness you were experiencing while standing up, quickly heading over with you to the medical wing, passing by a couple other Ghosts on the way who were heading towards where the base collapsed in.