Unfortunately for Iikka, he had still been in the air when the object had crashed - jumping over the lip of a cement halfway. It didn't help when there was an abrupt, thundering noise directly to his left, his head snapping towards the noise in a reflexive tracking motion while he was still in the air, robbing him of his focus.

So when he landed, the normally unshakable Iikka Guiomar was rocked right off his feat backwards, where his head gently slammed into the upper lip of the halfway before his body fell just under it.

This wasn't the first rough tumble Iikka had taken in his career as a professional monkey, and so after losing consciousness for all of three seconds he woke back up with a throbbing headache and feeling as light as a cloud.

"Oh fuck it. Concussion." He groaned as he flailed with his right arm, looking for something to grab onto and haul himself up. [i]'It must be a bad one.[/i] He thought wearily to himself as his head turned and was greeted by pinpricks of light that were twinkling and glaring in every direction from the center of the yard - he was literally seeing stars. Definitely not good. Even as he managed to grip the side of the cement halfway, his arm felt as though it were made of marshmallows, and he had to settle for pulling himself over towards the edge of the barrier so he could half-sit up against it before attempting the exciting adventure of sitting all the way up by his own self without the help of inert objects.

Thirty seconds later, he was on his feet but shaky, and shivering - even though it wasn't all that cold. There was smoke everywhere, and when someone shouted nearby the sound was accompanied by a rocking sound like metal grinding across rocks.

[i]'Ok, that does it. Need to get to a hospital. Too many visual and auditory hallucinations. Knowing my luck, my skull cavity is probably filling with blood from a popped blood vessel.'[/i] He thought with surprising clarity.

He stumbled closer to the sounds of other people speaking, and finally they said something coherent:

"Ok, yes please, 911, make that a thing. I'm seeing stars and smoke and there's these loud banging noises, so I'm 1000% sure I have a concussion." Iikka said, clutching at his head with one hand as he guided himself towards the sound of Jason's voice. "Jason, think I'm going to need a little help here. Hallucinating pretty bad, there's this big mound right over there that looks like a space ship. Am I bleeding anywhere? Round the temple or top of my head?" His hands started combing and patting through his messy hair.