Day 85, evening

[amazing_am_i]

Bert had been on his way to the dining room when the explosion happened. He wasn't at ground zero, but he wasn't too far from it. The floor shook violently and bits of rock were crumbling down. There was one of the maids carrying a basket of laundry coming the opposite direction when the blast occurred. As unsafe as the wall was, he still held it for stability. The maid was having a far more difficult problem and had fallen to her side, towards the wall. She should have been fine, except there were pieces of wall and ceiling that started to fall. Bert staggered as he ran, but he threw himself on top of her like a fumbled football. Most of the debris that fell wasn't large and just bounced off of him. It felt like he was in a snowball fight without a coat and with ice balls instead. But the girl curled as much as she could under him and he continued to hover over her until the bigger chunks of rock fell - one bounced off his shoulder which made him falter and wince, but the one to the back of the head was a bit more effective at rendering him useless and knocked him out cold.

(ooc: he's alive, just... unconscious. the girl may or may not be stuck under his massive frame. up to whomever finds him and pokes him to wake up.)