[Her fingers press carefully over ears, her eyes locked on Riku. She doesn't know what to expect, if it's an ability or something more ordinary, and she thinks of all the vigors that Columbia had to offer, all the fantastic powers that they could grant a man.
But nothing like this.
It billows out like so much smoke, flooding through their closet, her lab . . . she's blinded in an instant. There's a worrying creak, but for a moment, nothing. And then the door opens, and a metallic snap, and then suddenly the world is shrieking.
It's a very, very loud alarm.
Even with her ears plugged Rosalind winces, but slides one foot out, bumping it against Riku's. If he's to move, she wants to know about it. It's impossible for anything to be heard above that siren's wail, but it sounds as though the spirit is stumbling around, there's glass crashing and an awful metallic crunch--
--and then claws at their door, scraping once, twice, before there's an awful splintering.]
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But nothing like this.
It billows out like so much smoke, flooding through their closet, her lab . . . she's blinded in an instant. There's a worrying creak, but for a moment, nothing. And then the door opens, and a metallic snap, and then suddenly the world is shrieking.
It's a very, very loud alarm.
Even with her ears plugged Rosalind winces, but slides one foot out, bumping it against Riku's. If he's to move, she wants to know about it. It's impossible for anything to be heard above that siren's wail, but it sounds as though the spirit is stumbling around, there's glass crashing and an awful metallic crunch--
--and then claws at their door, scraping once, twice, before there's an awful splintering.]