Elevens thin arms wrap around his shoulders and once he has her securely, she lets herself slump. Let's the weight of everything pull her down, the world growing hazy and muted around her. But she's still alert. Still aware. She knows they're in trouble. They won't get far if she doesn't do something.
But she can't think of what. The secure team that rounds the corner is just two men. Two men who stop to look at their fallen coworkers. Their hesitation, that moment of assessing the situation proves to be their downfall and Eleven lashes out. It's a hard telekinetic blow that sends them down the hall, but it's not hard enough to damage them or worse. They land on their backs and slide a few yards down. They'll be up soon.
"Run." Elevens voice is weak and her ears and nose are bleeding more. She can't go on like this much longer.
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Re: Stranger Feynman
Date: 2017-11-09 02:00 am (UTC)But she can't think of what. The secure team that rounds the corner is just two men. Two men who stop to look at their fallen coworkers. Their hesitation, that moment of assessing the situation proves to be their downfall and Eleven lashes out. It's a hard telekinetic blow that sends them down the hall, but it's not hard enough to damage them or worse. They land on their backs and slide a few yards down. They'll be up soon.
"Run." Elevens voice is weak and her ears and nose are bleeding more. She can't go on like this much longer.