[ Their eyes lock, and it's surreal. Beyond imagination that they're facing each other down in a hallway on a boat, but Powder seems to have a better footing, literal and metaphorical, than Vi in this situation. She starts rambling and crying, and before Vi can even inhale she's on the move again. ]
Fuck.
[ Vi grips the handrail lining the staircase and uses her upper body strength paired with her legs to launch herself up several steps at a time, and that makes the ache in her gut where goddamn Sevika stabbed her burn, but she's quickly catching up. ]
Can you get in the mood, please?
[ Vi yells it, but clamps her mouth shut soon after because she realises she needs to either talk or breathe running at this pace. She's up through the door Powder exited and looking around wildly. She hasn't been to this part of the ship yet, and that makes her feel on edge. Anything could be lurking, including an unstable mind ready to make Vi out as an enemy. ]
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Fuck.
[ Vi grips the handrail lining the staircase and uses her upper body strength paired with her legs to launch herself up several steps at a time, and that makes the ache in her gut where goddamn Sevika stabbed her burn, but she's quickly catching up. ]
Can you get in the mood, please?
[ Vi yells it, but clamps her mouth shut soon after because she realises she needs to either talk or breathe running at this pace. She's up through the door Powder exited and looking around wildly. She hasn't been to this part of the ship yet, and that makes her feel on edge. Anything could be lurking, including an unstable mind ready to make Vi out as an enemy. ]