[There's a very, very loud fwumping sound, and almost immediately following, a strangled scream. Tim was falling about forty stories when he was dragged back here, and he's hitting his floor hard, magically managing to turn on the audio function while probably breaking a bone in his hand in the process.

Which doesn't help things, considering he's got a fractured cheekbone, a dislocated shoulder, cracked ribs, cuts, bruises, and a few stab wounds. Tim's in bad shape. AND TO MAKE IT EVEN BETTER, he's in his uniform, torn to hell as it is. There's some movement to be heard, and a few very, very pained sounds - Tim's dragging off his costume and shoving it under this bed. It's really hard to manage.

And when it's mostly sorta stashed, there are some shuffling sounds as he heads for his computer; he realizes it's on and somehow manages to turn on a camera feed. There's a long gash across his chest, his right shoulder is out of it's socket and shifted way too far forward, and bruises are already blooming all over his face. When he talks, it's quiet, and very strained.]

I need help.

Okay, so. After having a panther sit on me, I think I'm going to stay in my room for a while until this is done with.

Sylar, I haven't heard from you. Are you all ri--

[And the feed cuts off there with a clattering, like an overturned chair, because Tim is being whisked away to save lives and gets his ass royally kicked on his canon update. He will be coming back with lots of injuries and a rejuvenated sense of self. Partial yay?]