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Mar. 26th, 2008 09:43 pmShe could not help him. He is like her, and she could not help him.
X has time enough to think that as she clears the door, leaving X5-494's body behind, and then there is room for nothing but escape.
There are guards to the left, and others heading away from her on the right. She checks her speed, turning to follow them. Her muscles tremble from the need to move, but she controls it, slipping as close as she dares.
They do not sound like they are going off-shift, which means she will not be able to get out that way. Their importance level drops, and she slips away from them, feet cat-quiet against the floor.
Darting down a side corridor, she pulls up short, head up and scenting the air. They have a--a zoo? Here? There is lizard, and cat, and dog, and bat-scent swirling through the hallway, coming from--
There. She creeps closer to that door, every sense alert. Beyond it, faint to any ears but hers, she can hear yelling, crying, screaming--animal noises that are not right. If she were anyone but X-23, her skin would be crawling. As it is, she can feel her skin humming, but not with discomfort.
This door will get her home.
There will be time to deal with 494 later. He is like her, after all.
X has time enough to think that as she clears the door, leaving X5-494's body behind, and then there is room for nothing but escape.
There are guards to the left, and others heading away from her on the right. She checks her speed, turning to follow them. Her muscles tremble from the need to move, but she controls it, slipping as close as she dares.
They do not sound like they are going off-shift, which means she will not be able to get out that way. Their importance level drops, and she slips away from them, feet cat-quiet against the floor.
Darting down a side corridor, she pulls up short, head up and scenting the air. They have a--a zoo? Here? There is lizard, and cat, and dog, and bat-scent swirling through the hallway, coming from--
There. She creeps closer to that door, every sense alert. Beyond it, faint to any ears but hers, she can hear yelling, crying, screaming--animal noises that are not right. If she were anyone but X-23, her skin would be crawling. As it is, she can feel her skin humming, but not with discomfort.
This door will get her home.
There will be time to deal with 494 later. He is like her, after all.
