ooc: well remember it in future Outlaw as well. I wasn't away but I never really had much to say. Looks like no one missed me anyway 
Dionysia was slightly indignant at being called a co-worker. But right now that slig was being pretty boring so she let her attention wander.
Behind her she saw what looked like a few disks of metal welded onto each other in a corkscrew shape enbedded in a wall. Despite knowing all of nothing about mechanics she was right in assumbing that a wall was no place for something like that to be in.
So without anyone noticing she approached the metal thing. It was just above her head level and she reached up and grasped it with both hands and pulled. It wobbled slightly and with her mudokon nature coming out, she decided to try and pry it from the wall.
After some straining, heaving and quite probably some silent complaining the metal thing suddenly came loose. Surprised by its weight it twisted from her grasp and fell. As she scrabbled to catch it one of the blades bit deeply (but not lethally, don't worry chaps) into her left upper arm. She shrieked in pain and clutched her arm to her chest.
She dropped to her knees and clutched her arm to her chest. She stared with panic filled eyes as her blood flowed from the wound, staining her chest clothing and running across her skin. Pain hit her and she screamed.