[cats always land on their feet if everything goes awry, right?]
[prompto follows suit after x'rhun, managing to twist around to land a few shots on the soldiers's helmets -- making them stagger, allowing them a few seconds of respite from the barrage of bullets. he's free falling though, yelling his lungs out as his legs kick, finding no ground to step on.]
[it's fortunate that he sees x'rhun's hand stretching out when he does -- and so he reaches out, too, shoes managing to land on the square of light supporting the other two.]
Is there any appropriate curse for this?!
[he manages, partly excited with adrenaline, partly terrified. but his mind is scanning everything his eyes go over, analyzing everything despite him to rely heavily on luck.]
[there are pipes running along the side of the building, and prompto follows them with his gaze. the noisy tick that he hears upon keeping his attention on the valve indicates one thing: steam.]
[immediately, x'rhun's interface gets flooded with text.]
we gotta go down and keep going down and if we're lucky we'll meet with the agent and the kids and help them escape i'll shoot the pipes steam pchoo a cover for us so we don't get shot from above also distraction from anyone hanging around
[his own glove activates as he lets go and holds on to the wall.]
you go first
[prompto's wasting no time, sending a couple of accurate shots towards the highest pressure points of the pipes -- steam immediately ringing out, shrill and explosive at the same time]
no subject
[prompto follows suit after x'rhun, managing to twist around to land a few shots on the soldiers's helmets -- making them stagger, allowing them a few seconds of respite from the barrage of bullets. he's free falling though, yelling his lungs out as his legs kick, finding no ground to step on.]
[it's fortunate that he sees x'rhun's hand stretching out when he does -- and so he reaches out, too, shoes managing to land on the square of light supporting the other two.]
Is there any appropriate curse for this?!
[he manages, partly excited with adrenaline, partly terrified. but his mind is scanning everything his eyes go over, analyzing everything despite him to rely heavily on luck.]
[there are pipes running along the side of the building, and prompto follows them with his gaze. the noisy tick that he hears upon keeping his attention on the valve indicates one thing: steam.]
[immediately, x'rhun's interface gets flooded with text.]
we gotta go down and keep going down and if we're lucky we'll meet with the agent and the kids and help them escape
i'll shoot the pipes
steam
pchoo
a cover for us so we don't get shot from above
also distraction from anyone hanging around
[his own glove activates as he lets go and holds on to the wall.]
you go first
[prompto's wasting no time, sending a couple of accurate shots towards the highest pressure points of the pipes -- steam immediately ringing out, shrill and explosive at the same time]