!!z0ABcqUnNAP 04/09/12(Mon)18:24 No.18642782|
Figuring if she thinks its safe enough for you to get up to her, it probably is, you break into a dash. It only takes a minute to reach the crash site, though you still make a point to check your corners in case.
You arrive from the rear, looking at the back of the rather impressive ejection seat, its parachute blowing in the wind behind it.
Kiara is standing in front, looking solemnly down at the pilot.
AK poised at your shoulder, ready to shoot the man if you have to, you side step around, muzzle trained on his...
"What the...." You gape, lowering the weapon slightly.
The pilot, or what is left of him, hardly even appears human. His head is a mass of wires and metal, covering most of his scalp. Several wires appear to be connected to the seat itself, more still seem as though they were snapped, frayed ends hanging limp. Everything above his eyes is obscured by a bulky metal plate of some kind, which seems to curve around the top front half of his head.
The sight is beyond bizarre, and woefully unnerving.
He's breathing, though each breath is a ragged, rattling affair. You see why, a large piece of metal protruding from the right side of his chest, likely through a lung.
"The fuck is this?"
"I... Don't know." Kiara shakes her head.
The pilot spasms for a moment; blood oozing from his mouth, before slowing to a still, his chin coming to rest on the front of his flight suit.