[i]"God damn it life, I just -blam!-ed her, now you gotta try and -blam!- me?" JT said to literally nobody in particular as he slowly grasped his assault rifle from the couch, and made way towards Alyssa. He wasn't just going to avoid making sure she was alright, seeing as he wasn't the hit-and-quit type of dude, and more or less someone who genuinely cared and wanted to make sure she was okay which is what he went to do. Walking to the chair where Alyssa was, JT seemed to sit on nothing as his knees locked up to create a chair of sorts for him to rest on, which would be strange if it weren't for his metal legs. "Are you sure you're okay? You didn't exactly sound to be in the best shape." [/i]