The thing, the North Shaped approximation of her twin that had bore down on York with killing intent? Is still. Whether it'd covered him from the stun weapons or is playing dead he can't say- not because of the blood in his mouth and the weight of it crushing his lungs. A wire covered hand shoots out from under the mess of armor plating to scrabble at the wall.
"Run." It's behind her. Another one, another shade and, god, is this what's been hunting her? North and the director's voice? Things that look like him, sound like him, things that belittle the fuck out of her?
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"Run." It's behind her. Another one, another shade and, god, is this what's been hunting her? North and the director's voice? Things that look like him, sound like him, things that belittle the fuck out of her?
Is this how she sees them?