[Well, misery loves company, and this is a miserable way to meet your jailbreakin' company. They'd both blended in a little too well here, huh? Kadoc flails backwards, wheeling but managing to stay upright, and shoves one hand into the kangaroo pocket of his hoodie in case he needs a smoke bomb. (Said smoke bomb is one of the smoke gourds Gundham had invented a while back, and using it in the facility might be something of a nightmare, but outside, this could save his ass.)
Luckily, his brain catches up before his body decides to act and throw the thing. He can't identify who this is at a glance, but he can tell she's probably someone scoping out this prison for the exact same reason he is tonight; this is not the look or demeanor of a guard patrolling the area. Phew.
Now it's (probably) just embarrassing instead of the end of this venture.]
—Fuck. Sorry! I—nevermind. Not worth explaining. You good?
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[Well, misery loves company, and this is a miserable way to meet your jailbreakin' company. They'd both blended in a little too well here, huh? Kadoc flails backwards, wheeling but managing to stay upright, and shoves one hand into the kangaroo pocket of his hoodie in case he needs a smoke bomb. (Said smoke bomb is one of the smoke gourds Gundham had invented a while back, and using it in the facility might be something of a nightmare, but outside, this could save his ass.)
Luckily, his brain catches up before his body decides to act and throw the thing. He can't identify who this is at a glance, but he can tell she's probably someone scoping out this prison for the exact same reason he is tonight; this is not the look or demeanor of a guard patrolling the area. Phew.
Now it's (probably) just embarrassing instead of the end of this venture.]
—Fuck. Sorry! I—nevermind. Not worth explaining. You good?