(no subject)
[the low whistle of a flying arrow and the scrape of steel meeting stone is followed by a sharp gasp]
What - Billy, did you teleport us? Are we under attack?
[in an instant, the arrow is replaced by another, and Kate turns in a slow circle; she feels vulnerable in simple sweats, but she's far from defenceless]
...Door with my name on it. Well, that's not suspicious.
What - Billy, did you teleport us? Are we under attack?
[in an instant, the arrow is replaced by another, and Kate turns in a slow circle; she feels vulnerable in simple sweats, but she's far from defenceless]
...Door with my name on it. Well, that's not suspicious.