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Richard Wainwright (atrickstertype) wrote in paxletalelogs,

"That was my thought as well!" Loki barked as one of his legs slammed into something. The line of profanities that he let loose at the sudden pain was bitter, bloody, and Nordic, but it did not slow him as he headed for the other side of the building. What he could see of his surroundings was all metal, stone, and wood - in some ways far more familiar than the strangely lit outside world. But that brief comfort was not enough to distract him from the sound of the door behind him being torn, slowly, to let the monsters in.

It was more luck than skill that led him to the front door, which sprang open under his hand almost before he could concentrate. He gazed out at the street, saw no immediate sign of their pursuers, and flung himself out of the door, hoping against hope that none of them had thought to climb onto the roof.