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	After the banshees fuel rod cannon had founds its mark, all that followed until the point of Aviza making impact near the crashed Phantom had been little more than a blur to her. The world still spun around Aivza while her vision slowly returned, the gray haze fading away, reveling that she was now looking up at the artificial night sky above. The HUD within the helmet of her GEN2 Argus-class Mjolnir Powered Assault Armor had somehow remained fully functional, even after impact. 

The Cyan overlay showed that she had flown quite a distance from the tower she had been set up upon, and that Shih was thankfully unharmed. Aviza let out a sigh of relief at that, if something had happened to Shih, neither the UNSC or ONI would take kindly to it. That was the good news at least, her suits systems informed her that the blast from the fuel rod cannon and the impact, had inflicted a number of injuries upon her, none were apparently life threatening. 

[color=ed1c24][Left Arm Sprain - Left Arm Fracture In Shaft of Humorous - Bruising In Left Rib Cage - Bleeding From Head - Ultramoprh Administered For Pain][/color] Aviza decided that she was lucky enough to still be in one piece after being hit, or at least assuming she had been hit from a Fuel Rod Cannon blast. The one injurie that concerned her the most was the fracture in the left arm, though with her advanced medical kit and some free time she would be able to mend that. 

Putting some weight upon her right arm, she pushed herself up into a sitting position, feeling the numbness from the ultramoprh taking effect very quickly. Her HUD informed her that friendly forces were converging upon her position, she was thankful for that, and managed to greet them with a slight wave of her right hand. Vael was the first to arrive, with the rest of her squad, and the new comer who promptly reached for her injured arm and began gently shaking it. 

At the same time, Spartan Ryker removed Aviza's helmet, the cool night air felt refreshing upon her exposed skin. Though the feeling of warm blood running down her face and matting some of her short black hair to her head pulled her away, and back to the matter at hand. [color=00aeef]"Please stop shaking my injured arm before you cause more damage, yes I can hear you and yes I am fully operational. I am hyped up on enough drugs to melee a hunter in close quarters combat."[/color] Aviza smiled at that last comment, feeling a bit high from the drugs in her system.