#s.hepard one step from coughing up blood : i'm fine 👍

[1stspectre]

"Okay - okay, breathe. We're going to help you." - from yasna!

HIDDEN INJURIES, @exiler

HER EYES BLINKED HAZILY AT THE BIOLOGIST. this was not how the mission was supposed to go. her new body should be holding up better under duress, but she felt worse than waking up on a cerberus operating table. so much so, that she'd collapsed on the first rock she could sit on after waking for too long in that state. " it's breathing that hurts right now, " she hissed under her breath, her free hand clutching her cracked—probably broken—ribs while the other shooed yasna away. what she wouldn't do to brush her hair away from her clammy forehead. but removing her helmet wouldn't be advisable with the regis 3's atmosphere.

" just tell me what you still need to do before i call for an evac, " shepard said, trying to keep her voice steady. if she could, she'd leave the planet right then. from the moment they landed, an eerie feeling was present in the background. it reminded her of ilos and akuze; simultaneously dead and bristling with life. but yasna's expertise would be vital in the fight against the collectors and she'd be damn if she did not see the mission through. " seriously, it's not my first pair of bruised ribs, " she continued, pointedly ignoring garrus' huff in her comms. after all, wasn't she just a walking corpse living despite it all?