RiD 'verse. The Megastar. Two days after Ro-tor's return from the shadows

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((Warning: This gets a bit bloody.))

She'd finally found her way home. It had been a hellish journey as she had dragged her mangled and bleeding form through the back hallway of the Megastar, but she'd finally reached the hole in the wall and managed to wedge herself far back inside where no one would be able to reach her.

Now she's still, her skin greyish as her temperature drops. She knows she's going into shock, but she can also feel the faint tingle of her healing factor trying to work.

-(Starsinger, help me, please,)- she thinks hazily, grateful that at least she can no longer feel the pain.

Then her eyes close and she's still.

And out in the hallway she's left a trail of blood.

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[alterrainterror.livejournal.com]

Damnit, looks like they're gonna have to fumigate the place next time they're underwater. Rollbar sighs and tries reaching in. If she isn't too badly damaged, maybe the boss can talk to her.

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His fingers... just... don't... quite reach.

[alterrainterror.livejournal.com]

"Well, ain't that a glitch." He pulls back and sits on his haunches, considering the options. If he can't reach, chances are none of the others will. And he's not in the mood for screwing around with hooks and things to get one fleshbag out of the wall.

Not when he can see so very well where the metal around the vent is weak enough to be torn there, and there, and here...

He knows what he's doing. He can minimise the damage. Still, he coms Mega-Octane to check in first.

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The rat returns and stares at him with beady eyes as it contemplates the puddles of food all over the floor. From Liedherz there's only a fading heartbeat and breathing.

[alterrainterror.livejournal.com]

"Hey Mega-Octane, I found the wingnut for you." He watches the rat, absently calculating how fast it can move. "Don't know how long she's gonna last, though: she's leakin' all over the place, though..."

It only takes a second or two. He confirms what he's supposed to do, then cuts the link. A moment later, his hand snaps out for the rat.

Well? It's there, and it's got no business being there. And grabbing it won't take a moment, either.