Behind the faceless visor, she blinks at him... and then her chuckle echoes down after him. She sounds kind of startled by it. A couple of seconds' margin, and she leaps in after him. The hole widens quickly, the walls uneven with embedded debris, concrete, rusted beams After about fifteen feet it bends and slopes the rest of the way down, cutting past steel plates and spitting Steve down onto the metal floor of a room littered with piles of Fallen supply crates.
He can hear the heavy scrape and judder of Blaze sliding down after him well before the Titan thumps neatly down on one knee, the dark tattered cloth at her hip flapping against her thigh. The moment she does there's a low clicking growl from the shadows. The air around them blurs as stealthy hands vault their owners over the tops of crates, sparks glittering along the edges of unseen blades. They're surrounded.
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Date: 2018-01-17 10:18 pm (UTC)He can hear the heavy scrape and judder of Blaze sliding down after him well before the Titan thumps neatly down on one knee, the dark tattered cloth at her hip flapping against her thigh. The moment she does there's a low clicking growl from the shadows. The air around them blurs as stealthy hands vault their owners over the tops of crates, sparks glittering along the edges of unseen blades. They're surrounded.