[ The first thing Flynn thinks is but he's so far from the edge.Sodia tried to save him? crashes in on its heels, and there isn't a third thought, because there is no time. Sodia is moving, and Flynn is frozen with Yuri's hand on his arm, trying to make sense (he'd thought Yuri had fallen with the shockwave, but there he is)
Sodia's moving strangely.
Flynn can't see her face at this angle but he knows her. He knows the sharp set of resolve in her shoulders, he knows how fast she can be. She darts forward with a rough cry, slamming into Yuri with a familiar sound that doesn't make sense.
Yuri chokes the same way Alexei did, shock clear on his face.
Sodia makes a similar noise, straightening up, pulling something, her dagger, the one Flynn gave her to celebrate her promotion, bloodied to the hilt, from Yuri's body.
He stumbles toward the edge and Sodia doesn't move to save him and Flynn doesn't, he can't understand, he doesn't do anything except react: he wrenches himself free with a shout that they both toward, hurtles toward the edge to try and grab Yuri before he falls off. ]
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Sodia's moving strangely.
Flynn can't see her face at this angle but he knows her. He knows the sharp set of resolve in her shoulders, he knows how fast she can be. She darts forward with a rough cry, slamming into Yuri with a familiar sound that doesn't make sense.
Yuri chokes the same way Alexei did, shock clear on his face.
Sodia makes a similar noise, straightening up, pulling something, her dagger, the one Flynn gave her to celebrate her promotion, bloodied to the hilt, from Yuri's body.
He stumbles toward the edge and Sodia doesn't move to save him and Flynn doesn't, he can't understand, he doesn't do anything except react: he wrenches himself free with a shout that they both toward, hurtles toward the edge to try and grab Yuri before he falls off. ]