Snippet #1815960

WARNING! WARNING! EMERGENCY JUMP PROCEDURE INITIATED! PLEASE PREPARE FOR EMERGENCY JUMP!

Edgar blinked and looked up from his conversation, letting the words sink in. "We need to move!" Elenna said as she made her way towards the door. He didn't need experience in space traveling to know that something rather bad was occurring, and a metal door slamming shut and locking them in the mess hall confirmed that for him.

Edgar was on his feet, but only for a moment as he felt himself get slammed into a table, only to be flipped over it before falling to the floor. Once there he proceeded to slide across the floor before smacking into a wall quite harshly. He felt the wind get knocked out of him, followed by his head smacking into the wall as well. A moment later he opened up his eyes, realizing he had blacked out for a few seconds, and looked around for the other two.

He then took notice of a sharp pain in his lower back, and was able to glance back enough to notice he had managed to get himself impaled with a fork. Boy he was getting lost in his childhood days once more....

"Sound off! Who needs Medical Attention?!" He heard Elenna shout. Everything felt fine with his body (excluding the fork), so he simply responded with, "I'm good!! All good! ow...."

His head was throbbing from when he had smacked it against the wall, so he figured he may have received a concussion. He wasn't to concerned though as he managed to get himself to his feet, keeping a hand to his head while leaning against the wall. Edgar was able to look at Elenna, noticing the small amount of blood on her head. The fact she was on her feet and even responding was a good indicator she wasn't badly injured, plus the wound didn't appear to be gushing blood so he turned his attention towards Alex.

Edgar noticed the lovely paint job Alex had left on the table with his blood, but he was standing and when he shouted "You alright, Elenna? Where's Edgar?", Edgar knew he was doing....Edgar had to think of the correct term. "Alright" was the best he could come up with at the moment.

"Over here." Edgar called out back to Alex before he reached back and took hold of the forks handle. He could feel how the metal had been warped from the impact, and judging by the fact Edgar could only grab a little bit of the handle, he assumed it got dug in a decent amount. Edgar took a deep breath, knowing that what he was about to was stupid, then yanked the fork from his back. Pain shot through his lower back and he just shouted in pain, his knees slightly giving out before catching himself on the wall.

Then, he began to laugh in an exasperated tone. It wasn't the first time he had managed an injury as such, so Edgar had learned to cope with the pain through laughing. It was an odd thing, but it really did help him focus on other things besides the pain. "Great way to end a good meal, right guys?!"