When Ryanti hovered the flashlight over Sounsyy, he could immediately identify the struggle in her face and in her muscles, but he could not neccissary figure out the source of her anger. Initially, he had attributed it to the pain she was feeling in her bad hand. The young man immediately urged in his gut for her to try to make it to him as soon as possible, so he could relieve her of the pain.
Ryanti extended one of his arms, and as soon as he was able he snatched her good arm with it. His grip upon her was very tight, immensely tight. He was utilizing all of his strength to prepare to pull her up. With a clenching of the teeth and a grunt, he snatched the latter part of her good arm with his second arm, and his entire upper body clenched as he yanked her smaller body up onto the deck with him.
Ryanti found himself rather heated and absent of breath for a moment, their bodies next to each other and gathering a brief reprieve. It was so much harder to life someone using just their upper body, he mused. With one last breath, the halfling began to stand with the intention of collecting his rifle and proceeding, but before he knew it, he found himself aggressively shoved onto the ground again before his brain could even process it.
"What the hells were yeh thinkin'?! Yeh brought me down 'ere fer a reason! Did yeh or didn't yeh? What if that room weren't clear?! Ye'd be up the damn Rogue without a paddle. We. Clear. Together."
Ryanti closed his eyes for a brief moment, sitting himself up and looking at her with the kind of glazed look in his eye that spoke volumes in the sense of being flabbergasted that she even did such a thing. He stood silent for a moment, watching her gather her rifle to a ready point and beckon them to go. As much as he was privy to let things like that slide off of his back, Ryanti, like anyone, had a line. Sounsyy had been creeping up further and further to that line. That action and remark finally stepped over the line.
The young man snapped himself up, swinging his rifle around with a great deal of speed, pacing up to her aggressively before stopping in front of her, his voice stern in warning. "FYI Sounsyy, there are exceptions to that rule. If there -was- anything up here and we were both on the ropes, we would not have cleared together, we would have died together. So the next time you're thinking of shoving me down or doing some other similar childish shite because you didn't like a decision I made, how about instead you do the adult thing and respect those decisions even if you disagree with them."
He could have sworn that none of this would happen if she just bloody trusted him. But no one trusted him, not a damn person. Except for maybe Leura. Or P'welro, if Ryanti felt bold enough to believe it. But none of them were down here. Only Sounsyy. He was beginning to wonder if he would ever be able to gain it, no matter what he did. It stung, because she was the person he wanted to trust him the most.
He turned and shined his torchlight at the door. What he could see through the small opening crevasse was a long encompassing hallway shrouded in absolute darkness. A few fixtures that used to hung above the hallway eons ago had fallen into disrepair and were now broken into pieces of glass among the floor, having fallen from the ceiling eras ago. There was a tiny hint that the hallway had doorways on the walls on occasion, but in order to investigate further, they would have to cross that door. Ryanti had shined his light across the entire hallway when Sounsyy was climbing and saw nothing, but he did not investigate the rooms yet. "I brought you down here for many reasons, and some of them include the fact that I know you can survive and take care of yourself better than anyone else on that ship. You can handle it. I know you can."
He had a silly idea to explain her anger from before. Maybe it was a funny thought in order for him to be able to finally abandon his stern emotions about the matter. Ryanti brushed himself up against the door panels, once again shifting to his side, and sliding through the panels, his backpack bending due to the panels grinding up on it, but Ryanti shoved himself through, now completely inside the hallway and shining the light throughout all of its corners, immediately noticing that there were indeed rooms to the side. They were paired in two's. Every twenty fulms of the one-hundred and twenty fulm hallway contained two rooms on each side. Some of the doors, which during Allag's heyday had been keycard accessed and automatic, were shut tight for good. Others were broken open, and some were slightly open and long broken such as the door they came in through. Ryanti waited for Sounsyy to join him.
"It's like... you're afraid of the dark or something." Ryanti murmured to her as he waited. He said it in jest, almost like it was impossible for him to believe that Captain Mirke would ever be afraid of such a thing, but that she made it look like she was. That had to be the only possibility for a woman like her in Ryanti's mind... right?
Ryanti extended one of his arms, and as soon as he was able he snatched her good arm with it. His grip upon her was very tight, immensely tight. He was utilizing all of his strength to prepare to pull her up. With a clenching of the teeth and a grunt, he snatched the latter part of her good arm with his second arm, and his entire upper body clenched as he yanked her smaller body up onto the deck with him.
Ryanti found himself rather heated and absent of breath for a moment, their bodies next to each other and gathering a brief reprieve. It was so much harder to life someone using just their upper body, he mused. With one last breath, the halfling began to stand with the intention of collecting his rifle and proceeding, but before he knew it, he found himself aggressively shoved onto the ground again before his brain could even process it.
"What the hells were yeh thinkin'?! Yeh brought me down 'ere fer a reason! Did yeh or didn't yeh? What if that room weren't clear?! Ye'd be up the damn Rogue without a paddle. We. Clear. Together."
Ryanti closed his eyes for a brief moment, sitting himself up and looking at her with the kind of glazed look in his eye that spoke volumes in the sense of being flabbergasted that she even did such a thing. He stood silent for a moment, watching her gather her rifle to a ready point and beckon them to go. As much as he was privy to let things like that slide off of his back, Ryanti, like anyone, had a line. Sounsyy had been creeping up further and further to that line. That action and remark finally stepped over the line.
The young man snapped himself up, swinging his rifle around with a great deal of speed, pacing up to her aggressively before stopping in front of her, his voice stern in warning. "FYI Sounsyy, there are exceptions to that rule. If there -was- anything up here and we were both on the ropes, we would not have cleared together, we would have died together. So the next time you're thinking of shoving me down or doing some other similar childish shite because you didn't like a decision I made, how about instead you do the adult thing and respect those decisions even if you disagree with them."
He could have sworn that none of this would happen if she just bloody trusted him. But no one trusted him, not a damn person. Except for maybe Leura. Or P'welro, if Ryanti felt bold enough to believe it. But none of them were down here. Only Sounsyy. He was beginning to wonder if he would ever be able to gain it, no matter what he did. It stung, because she was the person he wanted to trust him the most.
He turned and shined his torchlight at the door. What he could see through the small opening crevasse was a long encompassing hallway shrouded in absolute darkness. A few fixtures that used to hung above the hallway eons ago had fallen into disrepair and were now broken into pieces of glass among the floor, having fallen from the ceiling eras ago. There was a tiny hint that the hallway had doorways on the walls on occasion, but in order to investigate further, they would have to cross that door. Ryanti had shined his light across the entire hallway when Sounsyy was climbing and saw nothing, but he did not investigate the rooms yet. "I brought you down here for many reasons, and some of them include the fact that I know you can survive and take care of yourself better than anyone else on that ship. You can handle it. I know you can."
He had a silly idea to explain her anger from before. Maybe it was a funny thought in order for him to be able to finally abandon his stern emotions about the matter. Ryanti brushed himself up against the door panels, once again shifting to his side, and sliding through the panels, his backpack bending due to the panels grinding up on it, but Ryanti shoved himself through, now completely inside the hallway and shining the light throughout all of its corners, immediately noticing that there were indeed rooms to the side. They were paired in two's. Every twenty fulms of the one-hundred and twenty fulm hallway contained two rooms on each side. Some of the doors, which during Allag's heyday had been keycard accessed and automatic, were shut tight for good. Others were broken open, and some were slightly open and long broken such as the door they came in through. Ryanti waited for Sounsyy to join him.
"It's like... you're afraid of the dark or something." Ryanti murmured to her as he waited. He said it in jest, almost like it was impossible for him to believe that Captain Mirke would ever be afraid of such a thing, but that she made it look like she was. That had to be the only possibility for a woman like her in Ryanti's mind... right?