“You need a pilot.”
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“ uh-uh. come take a look–pilot’d be fuckin’ useless. she isn’t moving for shit. “
blissful relief coming upon the helo after the righteous shitstorm downstairs blinded him to the heavy damage riddling her right side. if ammunition wasn’t steeping, he’d shoot one of the dead bodies scattered like leaves behind them to vent his exasperation. a third charge detonates from somewhere underneath his boots, wracking the building. vergil regains his footing and spits an ugly wire of curses. she won’t withstand the fourth explosion due to blow in another minute.
he lines up a path from their position to the squat construct standing beside them. take the leap or go down with the ship–no debate.
“ we can make the jump. “