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cv (ephemeras) wrote in rooms,

Re: "Mortal Danger" in Marvel
[Climbing the wall was totally turning out to not be a solution. The water was rising, and Gwen was so not panicking. Nope, panicking was not happening, because she needed to focus on the situation at hand, and the timing for this was super bad. Dying was like something supernova in her head, and she didn't even need to think hard to remember what it felt like, and she was scared. Fear was a survival instinct. Fear existed to keep people alive, but it was also kind of immobilizing sometimes.

Like now.

But Ms. Potts was raising the elevator, and Gwen glanced toward it with a snap of her blonde hair (Move!). In her defense, she did move, into the water, and she swam toward the elevator with something ridiculously unscientific (Hope!) fluttering in her chest.

But the crouch and roar from behind her made the water like a wave, high and slamming against the lab walls of the lab, and the last thing Gwen felt, before her head slammed into metal, was pressure sucking her back through that hole the Hulk had just created, and out into the frigid Bay.]