Whumptober 2020 Day 25: I Think I'll Just Collapse Right Here, Thanks—Disorientation/Blurred Vision/Ringing Ears
Word Count: 1040
Author: Katie/Ally (aquietwritingcorner/realitybreakgirl)
Rating: T
Characters: Riza Hawkeye, Team Mustang
Summary: Riza's not sure what happened, and is having a little trouble figuring it out.
Notes: bc why not?
Disorientation
Riza tried to pick herself up off the ground, but the world seemed to weave and tilt under her hands, and she fell back onto her side, hard. The world around her spun, and she clung to the grass under her, trying to will it to stop. What happened? She opened her eyes, but the world was a dizzying blur and she had to blink several times to even try to focus on it. It didn't clear up completely, but it helped. Her ears, too, they were ringing, and she couldn't make out any of the sounds around her over their loudness.
Riza shook her head, trying to clear some it, but all that did was make her even more dizzy. She had to hold still for another minute before she tried again to get up again. She managed to make it to her hands and knees, although she was listing to one side. She only grew more and more confused as she tried to look around.
There were… things… laying around. Big things. She should know their name, but she wasn't able to bring it up right now. They were on fire, and that was bad. Being around these things on fire was bad. She needed to get away from them. They weren't supposed to be here, they were supposed to be part of… of a building. Or something. And them being here and being on fire was bad, and she needed to get away.
She staggered to her feet, stumbling and nearly falling again. But after a couple of tries she managed to get herself upright. But… where did she go? The world was still blurry around her, and she still couldn't hear anything but the ringing in her ears. She couldn't tell which way she needed to go. She didn't know which way would be safe. Her head was still spinning. She took a couple of unsteady steps in one direction, but on the third the world tilted again, spinning, and she went down. She struggled to her hands and knees again, trying to figure out what was going on.
Suddenly, there was a hand on her, and she jerked back, nearly toppling over. A pair of hands steadied her, and she looked up, blinking. It took her a minute to realize that it was Havoc that had her. He was trying to tell her something, but she couldn't hear him, and she was struggling to try to read his lips. He seemed to stop talking to her, or at least his lips stopped moving, she thought, and then he was tugging her arm up over his shoulders and wrapping his arm around her waist.
Suddenly, he was pulling her up, and for a moment she didn't have any idea what was going on. The world spun around her, and she felt his grip tightening on her, urging her to move, and she tried her best to comply. It was hard, though, when the world kept spinning, her ears kept ringing, and her sight was blurry. She tripped, falling, and Havoc had to slow down to try to help her back up. She tried to get her feet back under her, but she was having trouble figuring out what was where. There was another pair of hands on her, then, heaving her up, helping to carry her along with Havoc. She could feel the voice of the individual talking, through the vibrations of his chest, but she still couldn't hear anything but ringing. She looked up, blinking at the new person. Breda. It was Breda, and he was helping Havoc to move her from wherever she was.
They moved much faster this way, which she supposed was good, but it wasn't helping her be less disoriented. Finally, they stopped, her head spinning, and she felt herself being passed off to someone. She was sat down, and she closed her eyes, trying to stop the spinning world around her. She felt a hand on her shoulder, could tell that someone was in front of her, and opened her eyes again, having to take a moment to focus on the person.
Falman was kneeling in front of her, saying something to her, but she couldn't tell what it was. Someone appeared at his side—Fuery, she figured out after a moment. He handed Falman something, gave her a smile, and then hurried off. Falman did… something. She should have known what he was doing, should have been able to track it better, but she couldn't. She felt like the world was tilting again, and that ringing was getting really annoying. Hands were suddenly on her, and she realized that Fuery was holding her upright. Falman had some sort of supply in his hands… bandages. Was she hurt? She supposed that made sense.
The world was spinning, and she didn't feel good. She closed her eyes again, letting them do whatever it was they were doing. She didn't care what they were doing—she trusted them. She let them work for however long they needed to. Her ears were still ringing, and she still didn't feel right when she felt a pair of hands on her face, a familiar pair of hands. She opened her eyes, blinking through the blurriness.
Roy. He was in front of her now, and he looked worried about her. He was saying something, but all she could hear was the ringing in her ears. He looked over his shoulder, saying something, but all she did was focus on the feeling of his hands on her face. He looked back at her, brushing her bangs back with one hand. His hands moved back to the sides of her face, and he looked at her very seriously, saying something that she still didn't understand.
But there were other people there now, and he was turning her over to them. It took her a moment to realize that they were medical. That was fine. The world still spun around her. It was blurry and her ears were still ringing. But if Roy was trusting her to them, then she wasn't going to fight it.
She closed her eyes, and let them work, the world around her fading away.