Scully hadn't been in a state of undress when the explosion sounded but her makeup had softened around the corners of her eyes, leaving little bits of mascara collected at the corners of her eyes. She was rubbing them away with the tip of her index finger when the reverberations shook her off guard and sent her running down the corridors towards the source.
What the..
"Krycek!" She shouldn't have been surprised, at least not too surprised. Either he was the source or he'd been happening by when it took place, but the former seemed much more likely.
Krycek wonders for a fleeting moment if he could get away with denying it was him, but decides that, given the fact that the wall had exploded in the very place he'd told her about, this probably wouldn't fly.
"Looks like I was wrong." He frowns. "Stupid base keeps changing its floorplan."
Krycek skates around the first question, since he hadn't actually gotten around to telling her the making-things-explode part of his Cunning Plan. Now he just looked like a destruction-happy idiot (again) - but if it had worked, he'd have been a hero! Right?
He tries to put the best spin possible on this dismal failure.
"At least now we know that breaching the walls doesn't do any good. There must be some way out, still."
A piece of plaster falls on his head. Ow. He ignores it.
"Krycek.." Scully didn't even know where to begin. It wasn't even rational, trying to escape the base by blowing a hole in the wall, and yet she wondered what had driven him to thinking it was a good idea.
"No, I didn't think that it would. Are you hurt?" Where the concern came from, she couldn't pinpoint.
The concerned expression on her face nearly killed him; the fact that she was able to put all personal animosity aside where he was concerned, behaving as a professional physician to an injured person, was...yeah. He swallowed, closed his eyes.
Don't think about the past. Looking back turns you to a pillar of salt.
It felt odd, having Krycek of all people thanking her. Few things would be more awkward, but Scully wasn't up for listing them off in her mind for a page that could be easily referenced later.
Crossing around the rubble she hissed in a sharp breath between her teeth as she stepped on a jagged piece of plaster but ignored it to crouch and peer through the decaying opening.
What the..
"Krycek!" She shouldn't have been surprised, at least not too surprised. Either he was the source or he'd been happening by when it took place, but the former seemed much more likely.
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Nothing I do ever turns out right.
"Uh...hi, Scully."
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"Looks like I was wrong." He frowns. "Stupid base keeps changing its floorplan."
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"Wrong about what? What were you trying to do? What did blowing a hole in the base wall accomplish?"
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He tries to put the best spin possible on this dismal failure.
"At least now we know that breaching the walls doesn't do any good. There must be some way out, still."
A piece of plaster falls on his head. Ow. He ignores it.
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"No, I didn't think that it would. Are you hurt?" Where the concern came from, she couldn't pinpoint.
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The concerned expression on her face nearly killed him; the fact that she was able to put all personal animosity aside where he was concerned, behaving as a professional physician to an injured person, was...yeah. He swallowed, closed his eyes.
Don't think about the past. Looking back turns you to a pillar of salt.
"Thank you, Scully."
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Crossing around the rubble she hissed in a sharp breath between her teeth as she stepped on a jagged piece of plaster but ignored it to crouch and peer through the decaying opening.
"It's another corridor."
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