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The sheer chaos that erupted because of the exploding vehicle was enough to cause Satele to step back as the crowd rushed forward. She almost regretted her decision to come here, she had expected everyone to be scared and she did expect some sort of conflict, the scale of it just shocked her. With every gunshot and every cry she heard, she visibly cringed. Coming here was a mistake, she could end up injured, arrested or dead…again. None of those options sounded appealing to her at all so she began to back away from the crowd slowly.
The only reason she didn't turn around and fully run was to get one last good look at the tower. And perhaps that was a bad idea because she stopped retreating. She could hear something, some sort of chanting from behind her. Another mob maybe? She didn't need that, she had enough to deal with this mob of people fighting.
Now Satele was thinking twice about leaving and debated heading towards the tower. With all the chaos she surely had some chance of reaching the construct without being injured, right? She had to make it through the warring crowd and national guard, which was a task in and of itself. She could see people trampling over one another, pushing and shoving against each other and she had to admit, it made her scared to try. But her eyes had caught someone pushing through the swarm of people and making it past the barricade. If others could make their way past, she could do it too. She just had to be smart about it.
With a deep breath, Satele focused entirely on the crowd and with a sudden burst, ran into the crowd. At first, things seemed to be going well for her. She was found herself having to shove past people on her own, but for the most part, she was able to get into the thick of the civilian mob without too much contact. But all good things must come to an end. With all the people before her, she found it difficult to find a path to get past the guard. As she slowly moved forward her eyes scanned left and right, looking for anything.
Bang!
Satele was so focused that the gunshot startled her, despite having been hearing them the entire time. Unfortunately, it was the man in front of her that was shot, a heavyset fellow. His body went limp as he fell backward, falling directly onto Satele, who wasn't prepared for this. The sudden dead weight caused her to lose her footing and topple over to the ground.
"Errgh…" She groaned as she pushed against the weight of the dead body. She had to hurry before she ended up getting trampled. So far this seemed like a bad idea to her. She was so close to the tower and the chanting she was hearing only fueled her desire to reach the damn thing. With the maximum effort, she lifted the body enough for her to roll over and be free, although in the process her hand was stepped on by someone turning tail to run. "Tch..!" She bit her lip and fought the instinct to grab her hand, instead of attempting scrambling to her feet. But she was knocked to the side by another person, and then another.
So far getting to the tower didn't seem like it was going to be impossible. She couldn't even collect herself so far, but she was close…! The constant getting knocked around however proved to be a blessing in disguise. Because she was so low to the ground she was able to scope out a spot that she believed was open enough for her to make it to the tower. All she had to do was get up and run again.
After being shoved once more, Satele shoved back, pushing against everyone around her as she finally managed to get onto her feet and book it towards the barriers once again. She couldn't remember the last time she'd run this fast, maybe she was channeling into some unseeable power, just like her namesake. Had the situation not been so grim she would have chuckled slightly at her own thoughts.
Without too much interruption Satele was able to make it past the barricade and to her goal finally: the tower. She didn't know what she was expecting but it wasn't this. The feeling she got from being near it was unnerving and enough to make her forget about her throbbing hand, it was like this inanimate object had eyes of its own. She would have spent longer staring at the damn thing if she didn't hear the voices of others around her, obviously the ones who had made it before her. She only gave them a wave of acknowledgment, and a small, hardly but still audible "Hello.." It was awkward and nearly smothered by her gasping for air, but it was there.
@RJS @Greenie @Astroblaze @Starlighter
The only reason she didn't turn around and fully run was to get one last good look at the tower. And perhaps that was a bad idea because she stopped retreating. She could hear something, some sort of chanting from behind her. Another mob maybe? She didn't need that, she had enough to deal with this mob of people fighting.
Now Satele was thinking twice about leaving and debated heading towards the tower. With all the chaos she surely had some chance of reaching the construct without being injured, right? She had to make it through the warring crowd and national guard, which was a task in and of itself. She could see people trampling over one another, pushing and shoving against each other and she had to admit, it made her scared to try. But her eyes had caught someone pushing through the swarm of people and making it past the barricade. If others could make their way past, she could do it too. She just had to be smart about it.
With a deep breath, Satele focused entirely on the crowd and with a sudden burst, ran into the crowd. At first, things seemed to be going well for her. She was found herself having to shove past people on her own, but for the most part, she was able to get into the thick of the civilian mob without too much contact. But all good things must come to an end. With all the people before her, she found it difficult to find a path to get past the guard. As she slowly moved forward her eyes scanned left and right, looking for anything.
Bang!
Satele was so focused that the gunshot startled her, despite having been hearing them the entire time. Unfortunately, it was the man in front of her that was shot, a heavyset fellow. His body went limp as he fell backward, falling directly onto Satele, who wasn't prepared for this. The sudden dead weight caused her to lose her footing and topple over to the ground.
"Errgh…" She groaned as she pushed against the weight of the dead body. She had to hurry before she ended up getting trampled. So far this seemed like a bad idea to her. She was so close to the tower and the chanting she was hearing only fueled her desire to reach the damn thing. With the maximum effort, she lifted the body enough for her to roll over and be free, although in the process her hand was stepped on by someone turning tail to run. "Tch..!" She bit her lip and fought the instinct to grab her hand, instead of attempting scrambling to her feet. But she was knocked to the side by another person, and then another.
So far getting to the tower didn't seem like it was going to be impossible. She couldn't even collect herself so far, but she was close…! The constant getting knocked around however proved to be a blessing in disguise. Because she was so low to the ground she was able to scope out a spot that she believed was open enough for her to make it to the tower. All she had to do was get up and run again.
After being shoved once more, Satele shoved back, pushing against everyone around her as she finally managed to get onto her feet and book it towards the barriers once again. She couldn't remember the last time she'd run this fast, maybe she was channeling into some unseeable power, just like her namesake. Had the situation not been so grim she would have chuckled slightly at her own thoughts.
Without too much interruption Satele was able to make it past the barricade and to her goal finally: the tower. She didn't know what she was expecting but it wasn't this. The feeling she got from being near it was unnerving and enough to make her forget about her throbbing hand, it was like this inanimate object had eyes of its own. She would have spent longer staring at the damn thing if she didn't hear the voices of others around her, obviously the ones who had made it before her. She only gave them a wave of acknowledgment, and a small, hardly but still audible "Hello.." It was awkward and nearly smothered by her gasping for air, but it was there.
@RJS @Greenie @Astroblaze @Starlighter
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