After his last punch is thrown he hears another one, but all his marks are down. The punch turns into a shuffle of noise in his ear and he quickly disengages from his stance and starts running toward where he last knew where Parker was.
Where she should be.
He hears her grunt then nothing.
“Parker, I’m on my way. Just run away. Find a place to hide,” he huffs out while running.
“Already trying to do the last part,” she breaths out, “but he keeps-,” Spencer hears a rather girly scream. It pushes his feet faster. He doesn’t bother talking any more.
He turns another corner just as the familiar sound of a dessert eagle being cocked resonates through his head.
“Parker, just run!” He yells, directing attention to himself.
The goon with the gun is standing over Parker, gun aimed at her center of mass, and Spencer does the stupid thing of making sure the focus of attention is on him.
She kicks up into the man’s groin, and he topples over her.
Three more steps and Spencer has the man in a choke hold, quickly modifying it to take the man into unconsciousness, not to Death’s door.
“You okay, Parker?”
“Shiny.” She tilts her head, “you okay?”
“Uh, yeah?”
“I mean, you look…angry.” She gets up with a hand from Spencer, “you always look all stoney face when you fight, but here you look…mean.”
“I just don’t like hearing you in trouble,” he says motioning to his ear.
Loved it. I like how Parker notes the difference in Eliot's fighting and facial expression when he sees one of them in trouble, rather than simply knowing they're in trouble. Good job!
After his last punch is thrown he hears another one, but all his marks are down. The punch turns into a shuffle of noise in his ear and he quickly disengages from his stance and starts running toward where he last knew where Parker was.
Where she should be.
He hears her grunt then nothing.
“Parker, I’m on my way. Just run away. Find a place to hide,” he huffs out while running.
“Already trying to do the last part,” she breaths out, “but he keeps-,” Spencer hears a rather girly scream. It pushes his feet faster. He doesn’t bother talking any more.
He turns another corner just as the familiar sound of a dessert eagle being cocked resonates through his head.
“Parker, just run!” He yells, directing attention to himself.
The goon with the gun is standing over Parker, gun aimed at her center of mass, and Spencer does the stupid thing of making sure the focus of attention is on him.
She kicks up into the man’s groin, and he topples over her.
Three more steps and Spencer has the man in a choke hold, quickly modifying it to take the man into unconsciousness, not to Death’s door.
“You okay, Parker?”
“Shiny.” She tilts her head, “you okay?”
“Uh, yeah?”
“I mean, you look…angry.” She gets up with a hand from Spencer, “you always look all stoney face when you fight, but here you look…mean.”
“I just don’t like hearing you in trouble,” he says motioning to his ear.
“Me either.”
He nods.
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