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