[ jayce hobbles back as quickly as possible with the blink-quick reaction time of a stag, that snap in the dark a danger to his ears that arcade only heightens with his warning. it might've been exaggerated, how he nearly jumps out of his skin, his expression then that of a man on such high alert you'd think he sees himself somewhere else.
only smaller chunks of debris pelt him on the way down, enough to scrape or bruise the arms he holds up to shield his face already riddled in old scars and stress wrinkles. something big sinks down with the caving cieling and adds to the weight of impact— jayce could only tell, in the rise of soot clouds and a dull, ugly humming, that his core agitates. something wrong.
that wrongness is clear at the glowing light of two husks tangled within cieling, stone and each other, in a deadly embrace that cracks open like an egg. ]
—Shit. Go, go!
[ they should both run, but jayce can't run. it's half why he's wedged himself between the imminent danger and arcade. ]
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only smaller chunks of debris pelt him on the way down, enough to scrape or bruise the arms he holds up to shield his face already riddled in old scars and stress wrinkles. something big sinks down with the caving cieling and adds to the weight of impact— jayce could only tell, in the rise of soot clouds and a dull, ugly humming, that his core agitates. something wrong.
that wrongness is clear at the glowing light of two husks tangled within cieling, stone and each other, in a deadly embrace that cracks open like an egg. ]
—Shit. Go, go!
[ they should both run, but jayce can't run. it's half why he's wedged himself between the imminent danger and arcade. ]