"You look how I feel." They both looked like shit, but there was such a flood of relief at seeing even such a bloodied and wrecked face. He was alive and moving- sort of. That was what mattered, no matter how damn much it hurt to speak or move he was doing both.
Pulling his way the rest of the way through with some difficulties, but he wasn't stopping, wasn't letting go of that hand until he had to. Getting a hold on that slab to help push it up, getting his better leg more under him to help push it up while trying to keep anything more from falling down on top of them.
They both needed to get out of here, but fist they had to get Jack free of so much of this shit. Had to keep push, keep alive. No different than some of the worst messes they'd gotten in during the Crisis. Only it was. This wasn't some attack from an enemy force.
This had to have come from the inside.
"See if you can get out now." Get loose from metal.
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Date: 2019-04-30 12:57 am (UTC)Pulling his way the rest of the way through with some difficulties, but he wasn't stopping, wasn't letting go of that hand until he had to. Getting a hold on that slab to help push it up, getting his better leg more under him to help push it up while trying to keep anything more from falling down on top of them.
They both needed to get out of here, but fist they had to get Jack free of so much of this shit. Had to keep push, keep alive. No different than some of the worst messes they'd gotten in during the Crisis. Only it was. This wasn't some attack from an enemy force.
This had to have come from the inside.
"See if you can get out now." Get loose from metal.