Wattson continued to sit on the floor as she healed herself, slowly recovering from the close call. However, she momentarily froze when Wraith hissed out a ‘shut up’ that seemed to be directed at her. Baby blues widened with shock and concern; her friend must be stressed out to say something like that. The surprise on her face swiftly faded once Renee had clarified the comment wasn’t for her. Now only worry and sympathy remained on her face.
She carefully pushed herself back onto her feet and got closer to the other. A gentle hand extended to grasp Renee’s shoulder in attempt to call her attention to her rather than the world around them. Yes, they had to get going, but not if something was wrong with her friend; she needed to make sure she was okay first.
“Slow down for a moment, mon ami. We’re not under fire.” The engineer said with a soft smile that would hopefully reassure the other. The hand on Renee’s shoulder gave a little squeeze; another attempt at being reassuring. “Are you okay? You seem like you’re a thousand light years away.”
/ get out of there! she’s getting closer! behind you! /
her body doesn’t bother to move , though it does tense when natalies’ hand rests on her shoulder nor does she remove her gaze from the outside.
lips don’t part for another second , trying to find the right words ( an excuse , a lie. ) ❛ i’m fine. ❜ it’s short. she doesn’t believe it herself & surely the other wouldn’t feel any different.
/ focus! don’t let your guard down! / a wince , ❛ stop!- ❜ again the words aren’t meant for natalie , though there is an attempt to get out of the others’ grasp. trying to quiet the voices. a pained expression is shot towards natalie , ❛ the voices , they - ❜ she starts , ❛ wait . . . ❜
/ sniper! move! / ❛ there’s a sniper in the area . . . ❜ cloudy hues scan their surroundings before barely catching sight of the gleam of a sniper scope , tackling the other as the bullet comes barreling through the window. / what the hell was that?! get to cover! /
/ see! she’s distracting you! end her NOW! / another wince is displayed on her features as the voices grow in volume , a hand holds her head before an attempt to drown them out is made & she moves up against the wall , dragging the other with her. there’s a glance at her ultimate percentage. fully charged.
❛ listen . . . i’m . . . gonna portal us out of here. but i- . . . ❜ a pause , the back of her head makes contact with the wall in attempt to focus more clearly , it isn’t successful but she forces the words out , ❛ i’ll explain later. ❜ her portal is created a moment later & feet get her to a standing position before heading out the door & up hill , hoping the other would be following soon. but the voices don’t stop.
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