[ vi isn’t the type to begrudge someone for their limitations… unless they run the risk of becoming a liability. the crutch is of concern. they’re lost in underground tunnels of undiscovered obstacles. maybe they’ll have to climb, maybe they’ll have to crawl, maybe they’ll actually come across something miserable down here that needs to be put down. vi thinks she’d be better off – and faster – going on her own. she needs to get out. she needs to figure out where powder’s ended up.
but…
she turns forward and starts walking again, doing nothing to adjust her gait from it’s usual stride. healing. healing could come in handy, especially because her own manner of supposed healing is something she’s yet to attempt. ]
Hope you’re a decent enough shot. [ she saw the gun holstered at his side. wouldn’t be the first time she’s had a gun covering her during a fight. it’s just – ] Have you practiced much in the dark?
[ the lighting isn’t great in here. and forgive her judgment ( again ), but how good can his depth perception be with one eye blocked out? ]
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but…
she turns forward and starts walking again, doing nothing to adjust her gait from it’s usual stride. healing. healing could come in handy, especially because her own manner of supposed healing is something she’s yet to attempt. ]
Hope you’re a decent enough shot. [ she saw the gun holstered at his side. wouldn’t be the first time she’s had a gun covering her during a fight. it’s just – ] Have you practiced much in the dark?
[ the lighting isn’t great in here. and forgive her judgment ( again ), but how good can his depth perception be with one eye blocked out? ]