[The gun is holstered, useless now. Caitlyn slides down the rock, scuffing her palms in her haste to get to Vi. How many of the creatures have been torn apart by Vi's bare hands, and yet they're still coming, as though every time she looks away from the shore more wash up. She can't lose her again. She's not going to lose her again.
There's a hunk of driftwood nearby. It's heavy, but she can just about lift it, and with all her strength she swings it at the creature posing the most immediate threat. The momentum of the swing pulls her off balance, and she staggers as she reaches for Vi, trying to pull her away.]
Vi! Come along. Backup will be here soon.
[A plea to let it go, to let someone else put themselves in danger for once. A reassurance, if Vi needs it. A warning, if she would rather not be here when ADI personnel arrive.]
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There's a hunk of driftwood nearby. It's heavy, but she can just about lift it, and with all her strength she swings it at the creature posing the most immediate threat. The momentum of the swing pulls her off balance, and she staggers as she reaches for Vi, trying to pull her away.]
Vi! Come along. Backup will be here soon.
[A plea to let it go, to let someone else put themselves in danger for once. A reassurance, if Vi needs it. A warning, if she would rather not be here when ADI personnel arrive.]