Into the Black, Part IIIb: Team Delta

[bring_a_sponge]

Looking to the right, the hallway goes quite a ways down. There are several doors along the way, but also an open space at the far end that looks like it might be a stairwell.

Unfortunately, it's immediately clear that these hallways aren't going to provide any cover whatsoever.

Comments

Re: Stairway

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy's opinion is to unannouncedly aim a searing jet of fire up the stairs, from the wand of her flamethrower.





It last about five seconds.

In the aftermath, the walls and steps exhibit a less-pristinely deco shade of charring, though they aren't visibly smoking.

"Um... weapons check?"

The Fable glances around sheepishly at her team mates.

Re: Stairway

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph, even with every inch of skin completely hidden by her frog-suit, still gives the impression of giggling.

"So I guess the floor's clean, then," she says, in a Totally Solemn voice. "Hey, J. Think you can get me up to check the rafters out?" She pats her own flamethrower, mischievously.

Re: Stairway

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

Jen's hair is fluttering attractively in the backwash of heated air from the flamethrower. Fortunately, her eyebrows and hair are pretty impervious to heat, so there's been no denuding, but still.

"Watch that thing, blondie. We're not walking on a hot floor here for spiritual enlightenment. Stand back," she says, and then gets down to business. She grabs one of the titanium stair railings and yanks, ripping off a section approximately twelve or thirteen feet in length. There's the groaning crack of metal under stress, then a RIIIIIIIIIP, and Jen has her gamma-sized baseball bat.

"A boost? Sure thing. How high do you want to go, Steph?"

She holds out her hands.

Re: Stairway

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph jumps into them, lightly, and grins at her.

"How high can you go?"

Re: Stairway

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

"About fifteen miles. But how about center up, thirty feet, there?" She points to one of the rafters overhead, one close to connecting rafters, that can give Steph plenty options for overhead reconnaissance.

"Hey, batter batter batter!"

And with that, Steph is tossed straight up and center.

Re: Stairway

[alwaysroomforhope]

She hurtles, curled up cannonball-like, straight up. Movement flickers in the corners of her vision, but she's concentrating on unfolding herself and catching the rafter where she needs to. Streetch - aaaand - GRAB.

Sweet.

Steph swings herself up and around to land in a ready-for-anything crouch, looking around with enthusiasm. It's like a whole huge playground built just for her!

"I'm sweet! Let's move!" she calls down.

Re: Stairway

[maxwellsdemon02]

"Goin' up! Second floor, housewares, power tools, and ladies' lingerie."

Careful not to touch the hot walls or the jagged stair rail, Duo scurries up and immediately takes a defensive position just inside the room. Broken glass crunches under his boots.

The room is large and futuristic, with lots of chrome and polish. Desks and chairs are tipped over helter-skelter, and the room is dark.

There's also a bunch of... things whizzing around. Duo keys the comm. "Possible hostiles, kids. Be ready."

Re: Stairway

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

At his flank, Goldy squints at the blurs zipping back and forth. Even her keen sharpshooter's eye can't pick out what they are, though she still feels confident that she could hit them if necessary.

"Possible...?"

Preparing to adhere to her doctrine of shoot first, ask questions later, her finger curls a little more tightly around the trigger of the flamethrower.

Re: Stairway

[gammagammahey.livejournal.com]

Jen's right behind her, holding her rail bo like a spear.

"Possible. And happening."

She drops her bag of grenades very gently, and tries to track the nearest flying things, seeing if there is a repeating trajectory or pattern to their flight.