[ Torn between wanting to find a way to jam the door with the poker she's now clutching tightly, and staying close to the window, ready to dart out at the first sign that they can both make it through, fear makes Aerith stay where she is. Her lips purse into a thin line as she tries not to make any noise, certain the thing outside the door can hear the way her heart's hammering no matter what she does.
The hopeful sound of splintering wood behind her at the window mixes with the blinding terror that rises as the door opens and the massive shape of that thing lowers itself enough to fit through and come inside the room. For a long second Aerith can't hear Steve urging her on, too transfixed on the squirming hands the shadowy being reaches for them with.
Steve starts cursing and it pulls Aerith back to earth, making her turn towards the window with a start, one leg already through the space Steve has pried open before she turns to hurl the poker towards the monster bearing down on them. Uncertain if it will even hurt the thing, all Aerith knows is that she has to try to at least buy a little time. A second could make all the difference right now. ]
Go away!
[ The hand not keeping her balanced on the window ledge grabs for the back of Steve's shirt, pulling at him urgently. ]
Come on, come on.
[ Reaching for her staff she spares a second to give Steve another worried look before disappearing out of the window, praying with her whole heart that this stranger doesn't decide to play the hero and stay behind to fight that thing. ]
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The hopeful sound of splintering wood behind her at the window mixes with the blinding terror that rises as the door opens and the massive shape of that thing lowers itself enough to fit through and come inside the room. For a long second Aerith can't hear Steve urging her on, too transfixed on the squirming hands the shadowy being reaches for them with.
Steve starts cursing and it pulls Aerith back to earth, making her turn towards the window with a start, one leg already through the space Steve has pried open before she turns to hurl the poker towards the monster bearing down on them. Uncertain if it will even hurt the thing, all Aerith knows is that she has to try to at least buy a little time. A second could make all the difference right now. ]
Go away!
[ The hand not keeping her balanced on the window ledge grabs for the back of Steve's shirt, pulling at him urgently. ]
Come on, come on.
[ Reaching for her staff she spares a second to give Steve another worried look before disappearing out of the window, praying with her whole heart that this stranger doesn't decide to play the hero and stay behind to fight that thing. ]