"Just poke your head through the door. I think they're sneaking up to the door--one of the cameras is out," Daisy said. She pointed at a monitor which was now displaying only static. "I need to know when they're right outside the door.
"Oh," Ami said. And after a moment, "Oh!" She even managed to muster a faint smile.
Daisy smiled back. "Exactly." She laid the shotgun down on the console and then moved over by the door. "Just point at me when someone is right outside the door."
Ami stepped halfway through the door, her visible hand upraised. Daisy waited. She could tell by Ami's body language when someone came close. Ami dropped her hand to point in Daisy's general direction and Daisy heard her voice, muffled by the door. "Now!"
Daisy turned the knob and yanked the door open. A security guard, caught in the act of creeping up to the door, froze for a moment. Long enough for Daisy to reach out and press her hand against his chest, fingers spread.
She pushed. He fell over backwards, limp as a corpse. And simultaneously she closed her fist on his shirt and yanked him into the security room, slamming the door shut again. This time she threw the bolt.
The guard was shaking and hyperventilating as he looked around frantically. "Talk to me," Daisy said to him. "What's the plan?"
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[Daisy] Go Team Go! (tag Ami, open)
Date: 2006-08-11 03:11 am (UTC)"Just poke your head through the door. I think they're sneaking up to the door--one of the cameras is out," Daisy said. She pointed at a monitor which was now displaying only static. "I need to know when they're right outside the door.
"Oh," Ami said. And after a moment, "Oh!" She even managed to muster a faint smile.
Daisy smiled back. "Exactly." She laid the shotgun down on the console and then moved over by the door. "Just point at me when someone is right outside the door."
Ami stepped halfway through the door, her visible hand upraised. Daisy waited. She could tell by Ami's body language when someone came close. Ami dropped her hand to point in Daisy's general direction and Daisy heard her voice, muffled by the door. "Now!"
Daisy turned the knob and yanked the door open. A security guard, caught in the act of creeping up to the door, froze for a moment. Long enough for Daisy to reach out and press her hand against his chest, fingers spread.
She pushed. He fell over backwards, limp as a corpse. And simultaneously she closed her fist on his shirt and yanked him into the security room, slamming the door shut again. This time she threw the bolt.
The guard was shaking and hyperventilating as he looked around frantically. "Talk to me," Daisy said to him. "What's the plan?"