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fandomtownies2014-03-25 09:19 am
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Near the Abandoned Warehouse District, Very Early Tuesday Morning
Booker couldn't find her. Again.
Was someone keeping her from him again? Comstock... he thought he'd dealt with Comstock. But there was always another one. Well, he wasn't going to stick around and play ball this time-- if he couldn't find Anna here, he'd find her somewhere else.
He'd stopped caring about that a while ago. Stopped caring about the nosebleeds, too. They didn't stop, but they also didn't bleed out, so who cared?
He found a rift outside one of the old warehouses, the air humming with heat and promise. Shoved his hands in and pulled, ready to step through...
... Except it didn't open the right way this time. It snapped back like an elastic. Instead of letting him step through, something poured out-- shit, something was pouring out. He leaped back just in time as the lava came running through, pooling a little further down below.
Then the rift widened, and more came pouring through, and he had to make a run for it as enormous jaws nearly snapped around his head. He fired a shotgun blast into the giant lizard's mouth, but it did little; the rift widened further, the lava pool swallowed one warehouse whole and the ground shook as another dinosaur ripped its way onto the island.
After that, they just kept coming. The trolls came right after the dinosaurs. And after them, another rift opened, spilling forth angry Vikings, their weapons held high, and suddenly a house on Godiva street was just gone, replaced by a pit that went down for miles.
But Booker didn't stay around to watch 'em. Booker was moving again. Booker needed another damned rift.
[[ NFB, but you're welcome to notice Booker dashing across the island. there are now dinosaurs, trolls and vikings roaming the streets and a lava river running through the Abandoned Warehouse District. ]]
Was someone keeping her from him again? Comstock... he thought he'd dealt with Comstock. But there was always another one. Well, he wasn't going to stick around and play ball this time-- if he couldn't find Anna here, he'd find her somewhere else.
He'd stopped caring about that a while ago. Stopped caring about the nosebleeds, too. They didn't stop, but they also didn't bleed out, so who cared?
He found a rift outside one of the old warehouses, the air humming with heat and promise. Shoved his hands in and pulled, ready to step through...
... Except it didn't open the right way this time. It snapped back like an elastic. Instead of letting him step through, something poured out-- shit, something was pouring out. He leaped back just in time as the lava came running through, pooling a little further down below.
Then the rift widened, and more came pouring through, and he had to make a run for it as enormous jaws nearly snapped around his head. He fired a shotgun blast into the giant lizard's mouth, but it did little; the rift widened further, the lava pool swallowed one warehouse whole and the ground shook as another dinosaur ripped its way onto the island.
After that, they just kept coming. The trolls came right after the dinosaurs. And after them, another rift opened, spilling forth angry Vikings, their weapons held high, and suddenly a house on Godiva street was just gone, replaced by a pit that went down for miles.
But Booker didn't stay around to watch 'em. Booker was moving again. Booker needed another damned rift.
[[ NFB, but you're welcome to notice Booker dashing across the island. there are now dinosaurs, trolls and vikings roaming the streets and a lava river running through the Abandoned Warehouse District. ]]
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She followed him, too, for as long as possible before she had to duck into a narrow little alcove between buildings to avoid a charging dinosaur; when she emerged she'd lost sight of the man, and the lava river was going to be a problem, and sorry -- getting out of here in one piece took priority.
(Good thing this version of her didn't have a cat.)