[ G’raha would be well within his rights to tell him to shove off, but thankfully common sense, bolstered by a healthy application of existential dread, wins the day.
Once G’raha bursts through the doorway, Emet-Selch is hot on his heels, a pair of former enemies united in the simple desire to get the hells out of here as quickly as possible. Their feet carry them away from the office building and that crawling blackness, back to wherever they’ve parked their vehicles. The rain is still pouring, because of course it is. Emet-Selch can scarce remember what it was like to feel dry.
The darkness doesn’t seem to follow them beyond the bounds of the office building, thankfully, and once he’s skidded to a halt, Emet-Selch leans back against his rusted old Jeep, sliding down to sit on the rainwater soaked street and catch his breath.
It’s then that his injury decides to remind him of its presence, stinging fiercely the second his palm makes contact with the pavement. He hisses through his teeth, jerking his hand up to inspect. Oh, he sure is bleeding. ]
I am never answering one of those wretched messages again.
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Once G’raha bursts through the doorway, Emet-Selch is hot on his heels, a pair of former enemies united in the simple desire to get the hells out of here as quickly as possible. Their feet carry them away from the office building and that crawling blackness, back to wherever they’ve parked their vehicles. The rain is still pouring, because of course it is. Emet-Selch can scarce remember what it was like to feel dry.
The darkness doesn’t seem to follow them beyond the bounds of the office building, thankfully, and once he’s skidded to a halt, Emet-Selch leans back against his rusted old Jeep, sliding down to sit on the rainwater soaked street and catch his breath.
It’s then that his injury decides to remind him of its presence, stinging fiercely the second his palm makes contact with the pavement. He hisses through his teeth, jerking his hand up to inspect. Oh, he sure is bleeding. ]
I am never answering one of those wretched messages again.