[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Silvia Adenias[/color][/b][/i][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The MOR --> The Infirmary[/center][hr][hr]

	"Maflecx 12 sent a fucking transport ship a day early," Craig sent through the com down to Tryke. "And no, that was the new girl. No idea where Tristan is right now," he said before shutting off the alarm as Tom came in and made the order. The place in a little bit of chaos and a lot of stunned looks were on the staff. That was something they hadn't seen before. Had Tristan been up there he would have used his abilities to get himself out of the Tower and to safety and left everyone else to fend for themselves. In fact if Tristan was aware of what just happened, which by now everyone was, he was sure that was exactly what Craig figured the little prick had done. 

	"Tryke, can you get a crew up here? Our main front portal had to be knocked out, we need a replacement one put in," he added as he stood up and looked over towards Silvia, who was still sitting there in a daze. He couldn't blame the woman. Silvia didn't even blink when Tom dabbed away the blood, just staring out the window as her fingers lay limp over the arm of her chair. Craig took a quick minute to explain what was going on before turning and trying to get the chaos that was breaking out through the tower under control. Sending out repair crew after repair crew to different floors. 

	Even though Silvia had made sure the ship didn't rip through the tower, the shock had sent quite a jolt through the place and several things were damaged. The higher the floor, the more damage there was. That thought alone made him cringe inwardly. He knew that meant Tristan's floor would need tending to and he thanked whatever god he believed in that he wasn't on the repair crew. Hopefully he could avoid the mans hissy fit that he knew was coming, especially if any of his little flower arrangements should be turned on their side. 

	Craig nodded at Toms order and watched as he scooped up Silvia and took her out of the MOR and headed towards the Infirmary. Silvia still hadn't moved or said a word as she lay cradled in his arms. The entire thing had shook her up quite a bit. As he asked her if she could hear him she finally nodded but still didn't look at him. Still in shock as it appeared. Once they reached the infirmary. A thin woman in a lab coat was standing there, leaning over a bit of paper work as Tom carried Silvia in; it was Lead Medic Crinsa, she had been running the place the last year. She usually didn't tend to patients until the lower staff had taken a look and seen if she was needed. 

	Looking over towards the door she perked a brow and rushed over to them. It seemed she was needed. It was not every day a Talent was carried into the infirmary with blood coming out of her nose and ears. "What happened out there?" she asked as she shown a light into Silvia's eyes and Silvia still didn't blink. "Get her onto the gurney in room three please," she said as she lead them down the hall and pushed the curtain back to the little area that she referred to as room three. 

	"Can you hear me?" Crinsa asked as she began to look over the woman. Silvia nodded slightly. "That's good at least." Looking over towards Tom she stopped for a moment and waited for an explanation.