My God, what does central like so much about free falling?
Guess what Sherlock? We were free falling.
I grab tightly onto Zion, there's metal sticking out of my leg and I do not want it to go in any further, Zion gets the gist and tries to change the direction of the fall pulling me closer, as we are falling lights start to light up and from the ground, I can see something white?
"Mmoof"
A mattress that's what we landed on, guess they tried to cushion the fall, I could tell It was a pretty painful fall from the way Zion looked after taking most of the damage.
Sliding off of Zion careful not to hurt my calf, "You okay?" I say getting up and leaning on my sniper for support.
"Yeah, just a few broken ribs no biggie, " Zion smiled in pain as he got up wincing along the way.
We finally looked in front of us.
Looking straight ahead I see familiar blond-haired, silver eyes.
Elliot Cain.
"Elly that you,?" I say limping a few steps forward.
"Silvia, baby how have-"
Click
"ARE YOU INSANE?" extending my gun forward more, "THAT WAS AN ELITE TEST, THAT COULD HAVE KILLED US!?"
"Silv, hun bun put the gun away let me exp-"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!"
"Silvia dear thignarecrazyincentralrightnowsotheyhadusputthemoreexperiencedonesthroughhardertestandbeforeoknewitoneoftheseidiotsputyouinelitewithoutmyknodledgepleaseforgiveme" The British Idiot spewed out at the speed of light.
"You're not even worth a round." I mumble putting my gun back.
"Tech give me diagnostics," Zion says to a man sitting behind a few monitors.
"Sure.... " Tech dude replied
With a few clicks and typing tech dude who I assume from his name tag, Tony pulled up our diagnosis from the test.
"A grade in performance, A in time spent, and in S in minor injuries," Tony explains as he plays some footage of all of us shooting and whatnot
"Bob got shot though," I say still leaning on my gun "Not to mention there's a shard sticking out my leg."
"Minor injuries for a sniper." Tony, says as he goes back to eating some popcorn.
I like this "Tony" chill and straightforward.
"Cmon Silv time to get that checked out," He then looks at his team. "Emerson's in charge while I'm out,"
He and Zion to help's me walk.
We make it out of the room and he starts guiding me towards a clinic Ell tries to make small talk but I'm still faking being angry at him so we walk in silence, after a few hallways we make it to the clinic Ellie puts his hand on the hand scanner and then the door slides open.
"Hello Silvia, come take a seat let's get that out of ya."