There was no time. The four of us scrambled away from the windows -- it hardly mattered now if they saw us -- and followed Duo as he led the way to the door in the back room. It led, as he had described, into a blind lot behind the tavern. Tall, unyielding walls loomed up all around; to the side was a decaying plaster contraption that spilled white and cream debris all over the dusty ground, and to the right a monstrous creation of dark aging stone. Opposite the small door was a red brick wall in somewhat better condition, and it was to this wall that Wufei went.
"What now?" I muttered, turning in a dizzying circle to survey the walls entrapping us. They all looked too high to climb, to solid to break through even if that wouldn't leave a trail about as subtle as a buster rifle. "We're trapped!"
"There's supposed to be some kind of hidden door here," Wufei shouted, feeling over the brick wall. "Ten up... seven over..." He found the trigger brick, and pressed his hand to it. We all stood in tense expectation for a moment.
Nothing happened.
I picked up the sound of voices shouting inside the pub, and someone nearby swore. Frantically, Wufei began counting over again. "Seven... and..."
Duo shoved up abruptly next to him, pushing him rudely aside, and batted his hand away. "Is there a locking mechanism?" he demanded. His hand closed over the same brick that Wufei had touched, and there was a sudden brief flash of light. He stumbled backwards, eyes gone ridiculously wide, jerking his hand back as though it had been burned.
All at one, a grinding and cracking noise emanated from the wall, and the bricks began to move. I did not actually see it happen, being distracted by the sound of approaching boots. "No time, move it, get through!" I yelled, and drew my own gun from where I had temporarily holstered it. I hoped I wouldn't have to use it; better if we could get away completely unseen.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw that there was now a completely open archway in the brick wall, and the others were all through; there was another street beyond. I backed through the archway, keeping my own gun trained on the decrepit door that the soldiers would come through. "Close it!" I called as soon as I was clear; Wufei was frantically searching for the other side of the locking mechanism.
Duo backed up a couple steps, eyes glued to the rapidly closing archway; he rubbed his hands on those ridiculous riding pants and turned to grin at me. "Hey, old lockpicking hands come in useful now, don't they?"
I growled at him, but didn't take the trouble to start again; instead, I concentrated on
Re: Heero Yui and the Organization of the Zodiac
Date: 2006-02-21 06:49 am (UTC)There was no time. The four of us scrambled away from the windows -- it hardly mattered now if they saw us -- and followed Duo as he led the way to the door in the back room. It led, as he had described, into a blind lot behind the tavern. Tall, unyielding walls loomed up all around; to the side was a decaying plaster contraption that spilled white and cream debris all over the dusty ground, and to the right a monstrous creation of dark aging stone. Opposite the small door was a red brick wall in somewhat better condition, and it was to this wall that Wufei went.
"What now?" I muttered, turning in a dizzying circle to survey the walls entrapping us. They all looked too high to climb, to solid to break through even if that wouldn't leave a trail about as subtle as a buster rifle. "We're trapped!"
"There's supposed to be some kind of hidden door here," Wufei shouted, feeling over the brick wall. "Ten up... seven over..." He found the trigger brick, and pressed his hand to it. We all stood in tense expectation for a moment.
Nothing happened.
I picked up the sound of voices shouting inside the pub, and someone nearby swore. Frantically, Wufei began counting over again. "Seven... and..."
Duo shoved up abruptly next to him, pushing him rudely aside, and batted his hand away. "Is there a locking mechanism?" he demanded. His hand closed over the same brick that Wufei had touched, and there was a sudden brief flash of light. He stumbled backwards, eyes gone ridiculously wide, jerking his hand back as though it had been burned.
All at one, a grinding and cracking noise emanated from the wall, and the bricks began to move. I did not actually see it happen, being distracted by the sound of approaching boots. "No time, move it, get through!" I yelled, and drew my own gun from where I had temporarily holstered it. I hoped I wouldn't have to use it; better if we could get away completely unseen.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw that there was now a completely open archway in the brick wall, and the others were all through; there was another street beyond. I backed through the archway, keeping my own gun trained on the decrepit door that the soldiers would come through. "Close it!" I called as soon as I was clear; Wufei was frantically searching for the other side of the locking mechanism.
Duo backed up a couple steps, eyes glued to the rapidly closing archway; he rubbed his hands on those ridiculous riding pants and turned to grin at me. "Hey, old lockpicking hands come in useful now, don't they?"
I growled at him, but didn't take the trouble to start again; instead, I concentrated on