"I'll lead," Megabyte said gruffly, pushing past Dean and the new girl who's name he didn't even remember. Yes, he was injured, and yes, it hurt still, but Scott had stopped the bleeding and the rest of it Megabyte could live with. Besides, there was no way in hell that he was going to let two complete strangers that he didn't even know lead the charge, looking for Claire and probably scaring her half to death in the process.
He grimaced as he brushed against the door, but forced himself to ignore it. "John, can you cover the rear?" Megabyte paused and looked at Kenzaki, "Kenzaki-san, Daniel-san says that you're with us."
Kenzaki looked at him in surprise, Megabyte pretended not to notice. (Explain how you can speak Japanese later. Find Claire now.)
He led the way out of the kitchen, proud that he didn't stagger and the only sign of his pain was the stiffness of his back and the way he carefully didn't move his arm or shoulder. This was Claire; he didn't have time for pain.
(Which way?) He wondered. With a sigh, he dropped his shields and felt for her. Combined with the pain he was feeling and the psychic aftermath of Boone's shooting spree, that did make him waver on his feet and he grabbed the wall for support. The thoughts and emotions of everyone were swirling around and it took him a moment to find Claire – and the baby – muddled in all of it.
Snapping his shields back, he turned left and eased along the wall to the laundry room. Megabyte glanced back over his shoulder, fortunately not his injured one, but still the sudden movement made him hiss with pain. He met John's eyes and indicated the laundry room door.
"Short search," John remarked quietly. Despite his voice there was concern and wariness etched in the man's face.
"Claire," Megabyte twisted the knob, not at all surprised that the door was locked. He put as much empathy into his voice as he could as he concentrated on unlocking the lock telekinetically. His voice was soothing, comforting, warm. "Claire, it's me. It's Damon. It's all right. Everything's all right now."
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[Megabyte] That Was a Little Too Easy (tag Claire, Locke, Kenzaki, Dean, Isabel, open)
Date: 2006-08-28 07:05 pm (UTC)He grimaced as he brushed against the door, but forced himself to ignore it. "John, can you cover the rear?" Megabyte paused and looked at Kenzaki, "Kenzaki-san, Daniel-san says that you're with us."
Kenzaki looked at him in surprise, Megabyte pretended not to notice. (Explain how you can speak Japanese later. Find Claire now.)
He led the way out of the kitchen, proud that he didn't stagger and the only sign of his pain was the stiffness of his back and the way he carefully didn't move his arm or shoulder. This was Claire; he didn't have time for pain.
(Which way?) He wondered. With a sigh, he dropped his shields and felt for her. Combined with the pain he was feeling and the psychic aftermath of Boone's shooting spree, that did make him waver on his feet and he grabbed the wall for support. The thoughts and emotions of everyone were swirling around and it took him a moment to find Claire – and the baby – muddled in all of it.
Snapping his shields back, he turned left and eased along the wall to the laundry room. Megabyte glanced back over his shoulder, fortunately not his injured one, but still the sudden movement made him hiss with pain. He met John's eyes and indicated the laundry room door.
"Short search," John remarked quietly. Despite his voice there was concern and wariness etched in the man's face.
"Claire," Megabyte twisted the knob, not at all surprised that the door was locked. He put as much empathy into his voice as he could as he concentrated on unlocking the lock telekinetically. His voice was soothing, comforting, warm. "Claire, it's me. It's Damon. It's all right. Everything's all right now."