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a1enzoThe Matrices' upstairs hall closet creaks slowly open, and Enzo pokes his head out. Seeing the coast to be clear, he opens it fully and emerges, looking around with mounting distress. The walls, the floor, the furniture are all patched with pulsing green light-veins.
He listens carefully. No one home. Didn't think there would be, but good. He beckons at the open doorway behind him.
He listens carefully. No one home. Didn't think there would be, but good. He beckons at the open doorway behind him.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 05:46 am (UTC)Abruptly, he rolls rapidly away from Danny, swiveling 180° as he goes.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 05:56 am (UTC)He darted forward, pretty much manhandled the sprite to turn him around, got the drawer open, and grabbed some icons.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 06:13 am (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 06:21 am (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 06:21 am (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 06:56 am (UTC)"Uh, he was blaspheming the Word! So I froze him. I'm going to take him to her Ladyship now. Praise be to Daemon!"
Big smile, and shoved Phong through the door down another hallway before they could react.
There were doors that opened to different places. One was some sort of office that he quickly shoved the frozen sprite through, before closing the door.
He'd probably be found before long, but they still had some time.
He went invisible and went through the wall, figuring it'd lead to the hallway Enzo was hiding in, and when he got through, he tugged on Enzo's arm.
"We have to get going. Like, now."
Enzo had his bookbag, which he quickly and frantically stuffed the icons in.
"I'm sorry. I screwed up. They're going to find us out any second now, so I'm flying you back to your house as fast as I can. Hold on tight to my hand and whatever you do don't let go."
Or he'd faceplant into the ground at upwards of 115 miles per hour.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 07:04 am (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 07:09 am (UTC)Through the ceiling, into the air, invisible, zoom over the street.
Zoomzoom.
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Date: 2007-07-12 02:56 pm (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 03:02 pm (UTC)Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-12 10:49 pm (UTC)They zoomed in right through the wall of Enzo's house into his room, and Danny made them both go solid and visible as he set Enzo down.
"Enzo, close the door after you so time stops here. I'm going to start heading back. It'll only give me a few seconds head start before everyone comes through with the time freezy thing the bar does, but every second counts."
Bob had looked in very, very bad shape. As in, every second--or rather nanosecond counted.
He floated up, about to zoom back off.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-13 12:26 am (UTC)Now that he's visible, Danny looks in pretty bad shape, too. Enzo hadn't realized how much extended use of powers might wear out even a stable superhero, but after flying around invisible with a passenger, plus phasing through assorted walls and things, Danny is clearly tired.
"No!" yelps Enzo, and jumps to grab Danny by the ankle.
Re: Grand Theft Icon
Date: 2007-07-13 05:22 am (UTC)He tried to phase his foot free...and found that he couldn't.
Which was about when he understood that that Enzo had realized something he hadn't quite realized--how tired he was.
Making a very frustrated, "Man-I-Just-Wanna-Go-Kick-Butt-Noise," he was able to yank his foot free, but he grabbed Enzo's arm and yanked through the open doorway in the closet, into the bar.