[ Grudgingly, Peter moves forward, mumbling something good-naturedly about the lack of gender equality.
For all his babbling and ridiculousness and puppy-dog-eyes, Peter seems in his element here, with adrenaline pumping and gun at the ready. He’s disciplined about checking corners, and every so often he spares a glance back to check that Abbie hasn’t fallen through anymore disappearing floors. He’s still not used to having more than his trusty Walkman for company.
Peter sees the yellowish-green glow a shelf or two away, and he redirects them in that direction. Soon the two of them stumble upon what appears to be the only working data cube in the entire library, encased in a force field on a podium. He moves to it, crouching a little to get a better look at the field. ]
Finally. Jesus, I thought we were gonna have to leave here empty-handed.
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For all his babbling and ridiculousness and puppy-dog-eyes, Peter seems in his element here, with adrenaline pumping and gun at the ready. He’s disciplined about checking corners, and every so often he spares a glance back to check that Abbie hasn’t fallen through anymore disappearing floors. He’s still not used to having more than his trusty Walkman for company.
Peter sees the yellowish-green glow a shelf or two away, and he redirects them in that direction. Soon the two of them stumble upon what appears to be the only working data cube in the entire library, encased in a force field on a podium. He moves to it, crouching a little to get a better look at the field. ]
Finally. Jesus, I thought we were gonna have to leave here empty-handed.