He was practically hunched over himself, hissing through gritted teeth.

His breathing rapid, laboured. He was having a cramp... And a really bad one, if it distracted him from his mini sentry.

It takes a few seconds, but after a few seconds Engineer finally manages to compose himself enough to stand upright again, breathing a long comforting breath as the agony dissolves...

Until it hits again, harder.

This time, he had to physically sit down. Rolling his chair closer he flops down onto it, gliding a bit across the floor as he groans and moans in pain.

"Ugh... G-God... Damnit... Fuck..."

He mutters to himself, hands moving to grip his stomach and aching insides... He hated periods. And he especially hated how it was always HIM that got the most painful cramps...

"Damnit all ta' hell..." The Texan then mutters through another pulse of pain... Like his- You know... Was being stabbed again and again...

God how he needed a distraction, pain killer, ANYTHING!