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(Quietly, "Oh my goodness did it steal one? Graffiti thief?")

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Crunch, crunch, static.

"Yeah, this would've been - five five three - it is now triangle, omega, upside-down-question-mark.  Arrow's going right instead of left."

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That's weirdly adorable.

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"I," he begins and shakes his head in impatience at himself and instead says, "it screamed.  We might wanna move."

The crunchy staticky voice on the radio says, "Okay, leave it.  553's about halfway back."

"Yeah."

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Kimberly does not know what that means, but perhaps she does not have to.

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He turns to her.  "We should move, we're about ten minutes out."  He holds his hand out to her, but then seems to second guess himself: it darts back down to his side. (He grimaces a little)

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When he reaches for her she reaches back, and when he retracts so does she, and then she laughs at herself a little and says, "Guess it's a good idea for my heroic rescuer to have his hands free, anyway. Let's go."

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Oh boy does that remark appear to produce some complicated feelings!

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But - he nods.  "Let's go," he agrees.  "Try to stay close, okay?"

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"Mhm!"

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(He tries to let her make him smile.)

He moves swiftly, smoothly, purposefully.  He stows his gun but his right hand is frequently near his holster.  He checks around corners; it's odd to see someone peering around a corner confidently.

He glances over his shoulder to check that she's following, sometimes; it's probably the least confident gesture he makes, as they are moving.

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She trundles along behind him like a good little duckling.

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In a small room with three exits, two of which are marked with red spraypaint, Bryce says, "Let's rest here a minute.  We put some distance between us and the scream, and I should check in."

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"'kay."

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He relays this information through his radio and is acknowledged with clipped professionalism.

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A new voice comes through the radio.  "Backlash check, buddy."

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Huh. Partner, maybe?

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He takes a sighing sort of breath.  "I'm edgy but I'm stable.  All pointed in the same directions, not seriously contemplating anything drastic."

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That feels pretty private, but she doesn't exactly have a lot of options for avoiding listening to it. Hopefully he won't mind.

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"All right.  See you soon, Cat."

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...twisty little grin.  "See you soon, Bird."

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Cute?? Cute.

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The original radio voice chimes in, "Heads up, we got a report of a monster attack a minute after your engagement.  No casualties, but we think the dungeon knows we're here, and that it can tell the difference between rescues and our guys.  Stay frosty."

"Copy that, I will."

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"Spooky," she says quietly to herself.

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His head darts to look in her direction.  "Holding up okay?"

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