[It's the first little chunks that start to trickle down that has Carolina slowing her own pace. She has no idea about the topography of this place, about any of the composition. Her armor's not at peak performance at the moment, which is something else she will need to look in to, but it's enough to keep her protected anyway.
Yet it's that split second between being sandwiched and moving that Carolina does manage to shift to the side, avoiding the small landslide of earth and roots that accompany a familiar suit. Before the rubble has even settled, she is moving next to him, a hand extended and yes, there is a certain amount of wryness in her voice. What can she say- the sim troopers have rubbed off on her over time.]
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Yet it's that split second between being sandwiched and moving that Carolina does manage to shift to the side, avoiding the small landslide of earth and roots that accompany a familiar suit. Before the rubble has even settled, she is moving next to him, a hand extended and yes, there is a certain amount of wryness in her voice. What can she say- the sim troopers have rubbed off on her over time.]
Nice of you to drop in...