[ Again that fucking wave of Deja Vu is almost blinding and- if D were here he could get him to analyze that walk. That salute. That everything. But D's gone, been gone for a long, long while and it's just him in his tired bones. He sighs and stretches, popping old joints, warming up for the first run. He's got this. Locks look simple enough from a distance- but then they always do.
Blue takes care of things and signals him to make his way down- and he all but surfs his way down the hill, rolling to a crouch behind cover as soon as he's at the base. Sure they're clear but- habits.
It's a jog to the door and he brings up the lock and- ]
Oh my.
[ His hands hover over the interface for a second before he starts laughing. ]
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Blue takes care of things and signals him to make his way down- and he all but surfs his way down the hill, rolling to a crouch behind cover as soon as he's at the base. Sure they're clear but- habits.
It's a jog to the door and he brings up the lock and- ]
Oh my.
[ His hands hover over the interface for a second before he starts laughing. ]