[For a long moment, there is no response from the other side, before the door suddenly opens, a slender, tattooed hand grabs the front of Vax's coat and pulls him inside, almost tossing him to the ground. The guy will survive face-to-floor contact, not dog-to-throat contact.
He shuts the door and jams back the old pipe he found underneath the handle, locking it up again and adding a few more things against it to buy them time. V looks properly out of breath and takes a deep one too, as he turns to Vax, propping himself up on his cane. He looks young, not older than 30, has tattoos all over him, and dark, shoulder-length hair.
V gives him a brief smile and recites, a bit breathless-] "Cheap little rhymes, A cheap little tune, Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon" [V points his cane at him and nods at the back at the house,] We need to leave. Now. Your 'lady' is following us. We have to outrun her. [He will be nice and not point out that the guy just revealed where V was hiding.]
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He shuts the door and jams back the old pipe he found underneath the handle, locking it up again and adding a few more things against it to buy them time. V looks properly out of breath and takes a deep one too, as he turns to Vax, propping himself up on his cane. He looks young, not older than 30, has tattoos all over him, and dark, shoulder-length hair.
V gives him a brief smile and recites, a bit breathless-] "Cheap little rhymes, A cheap little tune, Are sometimes as dangerous As a sliver of the moon" [V points his cane at him and nods at the back at the house,] We need to leave. Now. Your 'lady' is following us. We have to outrun her. [He will be nice and not point out that the guy just revealed where V was hiding.]