surely any minute now, five would turn into a room that would actually have something useful that he could use as a lead. he’d been wandering blindly for far too long and the building so far, had been empty. which struck him as particularly peculiar, all things considered. he turns the corner, moving silently down a flight of stairs when he hears a voice for the first time all night. five freezes, held tilting and eyes narrowing, trying to better make out what they were saying. he counted three voices and it sounded like they were interrogating someone ? no — maybe just threatening. it was hard to tell.
he rolls his shoulders, fixing his tie before taking a deep breath, please don’t let me regret this. five blinks into the back of the room, counting exactly four people but most shockingly was the fourth person : it was nikolai, chained to the wall and not in great shape. ❛ what the hell ? ❜ it comes out as a whisper but it’s enough for one of the men to turn their head in his direction. shit. thinking fast, five reaches for a pen on the nearby table, teleporting behind one of the men and stabbing it into his carotid. blink. he snaps the next man’s neck. blink. he reaches for the holstered pistol around the final man’s waist, quickly clicking off the safety and firing it into his head.
he pauses for a moment, raising a finger to his lips and tilting his head to see if anyone else was coming. usually he preferred quieter methods but, he had to work with what he had. hearing no footsteps, he sets the gun down and scans the bodies, lifting a key ring off of one of them and unlocking nikolai’s binds. he clicks his tongue in disapproval, ❛ didn’t anyone ever tell you not to piss off powerful people, nikolai ? ❜ // @kcrclrezni
