Pidge wasn't going to let it go down like this. The old proverb springs to mind: Fall down seven times and get up eight.
And in everything but physical stamina, Pidge found it very easy to get up after she was knocked down, again and again. Sure she'd love to believe that Nuclon's toying with them hadn't angered her, hadn't build up her head of steam, but Pidge was the sort of person who couldn't be dissuaded once she'd put her mind to something.
But now she was on the floor of a toxic waste shaft. She's been striped of most of her important equipment, save her Bayard. Her shoulder hurt like nobody's business and she's seeing spots.
And Nucleon is ten minutes away from exploding the whole facility, disintegrating them and irradiating the entire planet.
"I'm fine." She finds her way to her feet, somehow, trying to keep her dizzy swaying and slurring to a minimum. "I'll be fine. He didn't need any jinx to help him with that left hook, but-"
She registers that she should stop amending that sentence right there before she talks Dipper into a frenzy and herself out of the idea she's cooking up. The top of the silo is open, and she still has her bayard...
"Are you hurt?" She has no idea how Dipper's, but if he can't come with her then Nucleon won't find it worth it to come down and get him, right? The way she keeps looking up at the opening to the shaft should clue him in to the idea taking shape in her fevered brain...
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And in everything but physical stamina, Pidge found it very easy to get up after she was knocked down, again and again. Sure she'd love to believe that Nuclon's toying with them hadn't angered her, hadn't build up her head of steam, but Pidge was the sort of person who couldn't be dissuaded once she'd put her mind to something.
But now she was on the floor of a toxic waste shaft. She's been striped of most of her important equipment, save her Bayard. Her shoulder hurt like nobody's business and she's seeing spots.
And Nucleon is ten minutes away from exploding the whole facility, disintegrating them and irradiating the entire planet.
"I'm fine." She finds her way to her feet, somehow, trying to keep her dizzy swaying and slurring to a minimum. "I'll be fine. He didn't need any jinx to help him with that left hook, but-"
She registers that she should stop amending that sentence right there before she talks Dipper into a frenzy and herself out of the idea she's cooking up. The top of the silo is open, and she still has her bayard...
"Are you hurt?" She has no idea how Dipper's, but if he can't come with her then Nucleon won't find it worth it to come down and get him, right? The way she keeps looking up at the opening to the shaft should clue him in to the idea taking shape in her fevered brain...