[ Satisfied with the immediate response, Maine turns his thoughts away from potential neck-breaking. At least until he figures out who (or what) is responsible for bringing them here. Might have to hold off then, too, until he figures out how the fuck to get Wash and himself home. But the eventual violence is oddly soothing to contemplate. Nothing quite beats having a goal in mind.
... A goal that isn't just wandering down a stone corridor, that is.
Maine grunts quietly — "irritating" — at the thought of this sort of thing happening often. Once has been enough for him, and they've only run across one obstacle so far. It doesn't look like their luck with obstacles will last for much longer, though.
The path they're on slopes down, and the ceiling rises. Up ahead, there's a sheer wall that appears completely solid save for a gap near the top. The hole looks like it's big enough for them to fit through, provided they can reach it; it's well above Maine's head, and he'd need a running start just to catch the edge. ]
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... A goal that isn't just wandering down a stone corridor, that is.
Maine grunts quietly — "irritating" — at the thought of this sort of thing happening often. Once has been enough for him, and they've only run across one obstacle so far. It doesn't look like their luck with obstacles will last for much longer, though.
The path they're on slopes down, and the ceiling rises. Up ahead, there's a sheer wall that appears completely solid save for a gap near the top. The hole looks like it's big enough for them to fit through, provided they can reach it; it's well above Maine's head, and he'd need a running start just to catch the edge. ]