[He knows which way the stairs are, roughly. Hand on the wall, Mordecai is going that way. His head is ducked low, that the rakks that keep attacking him can't get a clear shot-- And he's lashing out again, careful though to keep his hand in place.]
I need to get out of the open. If I head for the stairs they can't get to me in there. Blood!? Was that--
[Forced calm.]
You don't get freaked out, okay. You don't and neither do I.
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Date: 2010-01-22 02:17 pm (UTC)I need to get out of the open. If I head for the stairs they can't get to me in there. Blood!? Was that--
[Forced calm.]
You don't get freaked out, okay. You don't and neither do I.