Again, dude, why are you in here if you can't see...
[Maybe Newt has no room to talk, because the blind guy and the shot guy have successfully retrieved him from what could have been his doom (hopefully this building stays upright, huh?!) — but still!
...
He does, however, smile despite himself, relieved and maybe a little proud.]
But, uh. I'm proud of you, Finn. I mean, look at the good you're doing with those powers, huh?
[They get to the stairwell, and Newton does pretty good through a portion of those steps, Finn at his side, Kirk behind him. The pain starts ramping somewhere in the middle of their brisk escape before he feels his vision sharply black-out for a moment, and he slips on a step and stumbles shoulder-first into the nearest wall with a pained cry.]
Agh... shit, shit, ah fuck... [His bruised ribs are screaming in protest now, the thud-thud of pain finally washing over what safety the adrenaline provided. But Finn and Kirk are being all badass and tough, and Newt's not about to be the loser who can't handle it.] Sorry guys, I'm good, just keep going, I'm good-
[ Yes guys, this is definitely the time to stand around pointing out why them being here is such a bad idea! This whole damn mission is a bad idea, in case either of you haven't noticed, and Newt should know enough about both of them to know they'd never just stay behind or sit around while people are in danger here. Neither of them are dying from their injuries or handicaps, and they're evidently capable enough of helping, so. ]
We can all stroke each other's egos another time, don't you think?
[ His voice strains, pain flaring briefly, but he powers through. The adrenaline is doing wonders for him and his injury right now. Which is more than can be said for Newt's state, clearly. ]
Hey, hey— [ Jim rushes to Newt's side, taking hold of his arm, trying to help him keep moving. ] Oh no, we're not going anywhere without you. Finn, help me out here, we need to help him walk.
[ Yeah, yeah, Newt, he knows where you're going with that. ]
I was kind of thinking it was a more neutral way to use them--
[ But he stops when Jim speaks up, a lot more worried about the pain in his voice than what he actually says. Dammit, really should have left him outside somehow. For all the complaining was kind of fun, it was no less serious and true.
Then everything stops when Newton does. Finn's quick to get on his opposite side, getting an arm around his upper back and trying to loop Newt's arm over his shoulders. But it's kind of tough since he doesn't know where the injury is. ]
Where are you hurt? What's wrong?
[ Don't worry, Jim. He's talking and moving all at the same time. Though, even though he's already moving them forward, progress is a good bit slower now. ]
... I don't think the one who's shot should be helping someone walk...
[He says it through gritted teeth, and there's no heat or fight behind it, because he's pretty sure Kirk wouldn't listen to him anyway if he's this far into a rescue operation. When Finn pulls Newt's arm over his shoulder his body stiffens suddenly, a small cry of pain slipping out before he bites his lip to shut himself up.]
Um. Uh. Just — educated guess based on symptoms, but — internal contusions from blunt abdominal trauma, maybe some bruised ribs; I got jumped and kicked around by some magical asshole at the speakeasy. [Newt doesn't want them to slow down (or rather, he doesn't want him to slow them down), so he tries to move his legs faster, breath hitching with each heavy step that going down a staircase unfortunately calls for. Mentioning the speakeasy, however, makes his expression tighten, eyes sharpening into a betrayed glower.] That asshole — fucking left me there...! When I see Rosinante again, I'm gonna punch him right in the dick...! Just — abandoned me to get beat to death while he got out through the back.
[He can't wait to give him a piece of his mind. Oh, he's gonna.
Even if the guy is like 100 feet tall and can probably pinch Newt's head off.]
We can discuss that when we're not about to get buried alive under rubble, if you don't mind —
[ Besides, aside from the pain and struggling, Jim's doing fine. He's definitely not falling over in pain or passing out, so he almost feels like he's doing better than Newt. Maybe it's just his pain tolerance, who knows.
Focused mainly on going down the stairs, Jim's attention still snaps back to Newt when he says that name. ]
Rosinante did this? [ He frowns. ] Why?
[ Could be a myriad of reasons. It's not even like Jim knows him that well, when they only had the one talk. He'd seemed more decent than this, but then they do say first impressions can be deceiving. ]
[ Finn feels all that twinging and wincing, but as long as he's not rubbing broken bones together (probably not) he's going to mostly ignore it. Not being squished is higher priority right now. Sorry, Newt. ]
We're moving, we're moving. [ Told to Jim, right when he's about to jump right back into their prior argument. Only. Finn's immediately distracted. ]
He- Wait, what!?
[ That doesn't line up with the guy Finn knows. They held each others backs a couple of times in the past. Surely the situation at the speakeasy was nothing he couldn't handle...
Finn has the unfortunate feeling that... perhaps this was the fulfillment of his goal. Which.
Fuck.
Okay. Now Finn's actually pissed. And he knows it comes out in how hard his voice is but to hell with that. ] He'll answer for it back at the station. [ Gotta focus on now. ]
[Newt grips their arms back, mindful of Kirk’s injury; last thing he wants is to make that any worse. But at Jim’s discontented reply, he shakes his head, disbelief and uncertainty warring even hours after the speakeasy attack.]
One of those ti’shaaz assholes just kept beating me, felt like — getting hit with a wrecking ball, over and over; Rosinante looked right at me and just… bolted. Kept calling to him for help over the earpiece, but —
[Newt’s mouth snaps shut, and he quiets at the memory. He’s pissed, yeah, but he’s also hurt; is he that easy to abandon? Squeezing Finn’s arm, he says:]
Don’t worry about it. Lets just — get out of here alive.
[ At least one of them is mindful of the injury, because it sure looks like Jim doesn't give a crap about it right now. He'll make it (somehow), and they all either die here or get back to the station, where he knows he'll be able to get the best care possible that he can't just now.
He says nothing to Newt's short rant. He's pissed and Jim can't blame him, but he's also glad that Newt doesn't cling to it, at least not at the moment. It's not the kind of thing they should be worrying about at the moment. ]
Right. Yeah, we definitely need to get you out of here.
[ And then go back in to get more people out, but better that Jim doesn't tell Newt about that. ]
[ Yeah, no, Finn's gonna worry about it. A guy he previously trusted with his life suddenly appears to be untrustworthy after all. The problem is, given their situation on these missions, Finn knew this sort of thing was going to happen eventually. Yet it still manages to hit him hard. Makes him wonder who he can really trust.
He really hates wondering that. ]
Yeah, Hermann's probably bored of pretending he's not worried by now.
[ Not that he knows Hermann all that well, but Newton does and it seems like an uplifting-ish thing to say. Also gets them off the topic of betrayal, so there's that. ]
Did you see anyone else before we showed up? Any civilians or people from the station?
[ Finn's already shouldering open the ground level's stairwell door. Progress! And, hey, maybe he can convince Newton to distract Jim while Finn comes back in looking for more people. An unlikely thought. ]
[He laughs weakly, and then makes a bigger effort to carry his weight on his own; he doesn't want them expending anymore energy than necessary, not when it's a life or death kind of situation.]
Yeah, yeah. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to hear me barreling toward him. Just don't tell him what I said, okay? I'm seriously gonna be fine, and I don't need him lecturing me. [AKA 'Worrying about him'; this is their friend language, it is what it is. He huffs breathlessly:] I can walk; I'm good, I'm okay, it's fine.
Alina and Daisy were two people I ran into, earlier. But if I had to bet money on people who can handle themselves and get out on their own, I'd probably wage money on those two. Most people are higher up on the floors than me; got here kinda late, sorry.
[ Jim absolutely disagrees with not telling Hermann about it, but it's not his place, so he'll do what Newt wants him to. For now anyway, kinda like Newt's inexplicable migraines, as long as it doesn't become a bigger problem Jim will let it be. ]
That's fine. I figured that most people would be trapped in the floors above anyway.
[ Still, good to know. Newt probably would've seen others if there was anyone near to where he was, so it's a good starting point for when they go back up.
Yeah Finn, you can forget about trying to ditch him along with Newt, it's not gonna happen. ]
Come on, we're almost there.
[ They've made it down a number of floors already, moving faster than probably advisable for a blind guy, a guy who's been shot and another beaten up. ]
Well, you should probably be the one to tell him, anyway.
[ Honestly, though? All bets are off once they're back on the station. People need to know about this whole thing. They're supposed to be a team, dammit. This is how people die. But whatever, he'll rant about that later.
Besides all that, Finn's pretty sure Hermann's smart enough to figure out that Newton's pretty seriously injured. So that little omission won't last long, at least. ]
Here- No, wait, that's a wall. Here.
[ Finn tugs them to the side, around a corner and through a doorway. As far as he knows, it's the closest way towards an exit. ]
You guys aren't gonna go all the way back up there, are you? You're gonna get yourselves into trouble! Then people are gonna go find you. It's an endless cycle of people dragging other people out!
[Not that he's gonna stop them. He knows what it's like to ignore other people's advice or orders, okay.
... Besides, he's super tired. He just. Wants to rest. Even though he would love nothing more than to keep on keepin' on and go drag people out of buildings, he thinks he may literally just pass out the moment he's sat down somewhere.]
Don't you— [ with a bit more effort there ] —worry about what we're going to do next. You should focus on yourself right now.
[ But yes, they're obviously going back in. For as long as they can manage to stay upright, they're going to keep trying to help and rescue people, no point in even trying to talk them out of it. Anyway, they're almost reaching the end of the stairs, so Newt's going to have the opportunity to pass out sooner rather than later. ]
Yeah, don't worry, it's going to be fine. I'm using the Force and everything, see? It's fine.
James is hurt, though.
[ Just gonna wiggle that on in there, thanks.
Anyway, finally at the bottom of the stairs, Finn starts tugging the other two in the general direction that they entered the building from. It's the last place he saw Hermann. ]
Figures...! Big Damn Hero complexes, I swear to god. You two are such Jaeger pilots.
[As they get through the outside door, Newton pulls himself free from the two of them, then turns and faces them as they stand in tandem.]
I'll find Hermann; I've got it from here, okay? Slow but steady'll do it. [He reaches out, puts a hand on their necks and pulls them a little closer, so he can speak more intimately over the sounds of the quaking and confusion in the streets. Looking between them, he manages to drum up a little determination between the bouts of exhaustion.] Listen — I'm not gonna be able to stop you guys, so you do what you've gotta! I'll make my way, but you two just make sure you get back to the ship in one piece, okay?
[ As it happens, Jim does know what Jaegers are, as Newt's told him about that before, so he just shoots him a brief smile, coupled with a cocky little— ] Thanks for the compliment.
[ Once outside, Jim's a little reluctant to let go of Newt at first, at least until he's sure he's not just going to fall over. He lets himself be pulled close, resting a hand of his own on Newt's side and giving it a squeeze. ]
Oh, we'll be there. Whole and alive, don't you worry about that.
[ Well, Finn has no idea what Jaegers are but he's not too encouraged by the tone of voice. ] It's a compliment?
[ But Finn's arms immediately shoot out when Newton pulls away from them. He still lets himself get dragged closer, anyway, feeling a little better about the show of strength, even if it is mostly just Newt standing unsupported.
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[Maybe Newt has no room to talk, because the blind guy and the shot guy have successfully retrieved him from what could have been his doom (hopefully this building stays upright, huh?!) — but still!
...
He does, however, smile despite himself, relieved and maybe a little proud.]
But, uh. I'm proud of you, Finn. I mean, look at the good you're doing with those powers, huh?
[They get to the stairwell, and Newton does pretty good through a portion of those steps, Finn at his side, Kirk behind him. The pain starts ramping somewhere in the middle of their brisk escape before he feels his vision sharply black-out for a moment, and he slips on a step and stumbles shoulder-first into the nearest wall with a pained cry.]
Agh... shit, shit, ah fuck... [His bruised ribs are screaming in protest now, the thud-thud of pain finally washing over what safety the adrenaline provided. But Finn and Kirk are being all badass and tough, and Newt's not about to be the loser who can't handle it.] Sorry guys, I'm good, just keep going, I'm good-
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We can all stroke each other's egos another time, don't you think?
[ His voice strains, pain flaring briefly, but he powers through. The adrenaline is doing wonders for him and his injury right now. Which is more than can be said for Newt's state, clearly. ]
Hey, hey— [ Jim rushes to Newt's side, taking hold of his arm, trying to help him keep moving. ] Oh no, we're not going anywhere without you. Finn, help me out here, we need to help him walk.
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I was kind of thinking it was a more neutral way to use them--
[ But he stops when Jim speaks up, a lot more worried about the pain in his voice than what he actually says. Dammit, really should have left him outside somehow. For all the complaining was kind of fun, it was no less serious and true.
Then everything stops when Newton does. Finn's quick to get on his opposite side, getting an arm around his upper back and trying to loop Newt's arm over his shoulders. But it's kind of tough since he doesn't know where the injury is. ]
Where are you hurt? What's wrong?
[ Don't worry, Jim. He's talking and moving all at the same time. Though, even though he's already moving them forward, progress is a good bit slower now. ]
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[He says it through gritted teeth, and there's no heat or fight behind it, because he's pretty sure Kirk wouldn't listen to him anyway if he's this far into a rescue operation. When Finn pulls Newt's arm over his shoulder his body stiffens suddenly, a small cry of pain slipping out before he bites his lip to shut himself up.]
Um. Uh. Just — educated guess based on symptoms, but — internal contusions from blunt abdominal trauma, maybe some bruised ribs; I got jumped and kicked around by some magical asshole at the speakeasy. [Newt doesn't want them to slow down (or rather, he doesn't want him to slow them down), so he tries to move his legs faster, breath hitching with each heavy step that going down a staircase unfortunately calls for. Mentioning the speakeasy, however, makes his expression tighten, eyes sharpening into a betrayed glower.] That asshole — fucking left me there...! When I see Rosinante again, I'm gonna punch him right in the dick...! Just — abandoned me to get beat to death while he got out through the back.
[He can't wait to give him a piece of his mind. Oh, he's gonna.
Even if the guy is like 100 feet tall and can probably pinch Newt's head off.]
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[ Besides, aside from the pain and struggling, Jim's doing fine. He's definitely not falling over in pain or passing out, so he almost feels like he's doing better than Newt. Maybe it's just his pain tolerance, who knows.
Focused mainly on going down the stairs, Jim's attention still snaps back to Newt when he says that name. ]
Rosinante did this? [ He frowns. ] Why?
[ Could be a myriad of reasons. It's not even like Jim knows him that well, when they only had the one talk. He'd seemed more decent than this, but then they do say first impressions can be deceiving. ]
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We're moving, we're moving. [ Told to Jim, right when he's about to jump right back into their prior argument. Only. Finn's immediately distracted. ]
He- Wait, what!?
[ That doesn't line up with the guy Finn knows. They held each others backs a couple of times in the past. Surely the situation at the speakeasy was nothing he couldn't handle...
Finn has the unfortunate feeling that... perhaps this was the fulfillment of his goal. Which.
Fuck.
Okay. Now Finn's actually pissed. And he knows it comes out in how hard his voice is but to hell with that. ] He'll answer for it back at the station. [ Gotta focus on now. ]
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One of those ti’shaaz assholes just kept beating me, felt like — getting hit with a wrecking ball, over and over; Rosinante looked right at me and just… bolted. Kept calling to him for help over the earpiece, but —
[Newt’s mouth snaps shut, and he quiets at the memory. He’s pissed, yeah, but he’s also hurt; is he that easy to abandon? Squeezing Finn’s arm, he says:]
Don’t worry about it. Lets just — get out of here alive.
It’s up to the others now. To get that damn orb.
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He says nothing to Newt's short rant. He's pissed and Jim can't blame him, but he's also glad that Newt doesn't cling to it, at least not at the moment. It's not the kind of thing they should be worrying about at the moment. ]
Right. Yeah, we definitely need to get you out of here.
[ And then go back in to get more people out, but better that Jim doesn't tell Newt about that. ]
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He really hates wondering that. ]
Yeah, Hermann's probably bored of pretending he's not worried by now.
[ Not that he knows Hermann all that well, but Newton does and it seems like an uplifting-ish thing to say. Also gets them off the topic of betrayal, so there's that. ]
Did you see anyone else before we showed up? Any civilians or people from the station?
[ Finn's already shouldering open the ground level's stairwell door. Progress! And, hey, maybe he can convince Newton to distract Jim while Finn comes back in looking for more people. An unlikely thought. ]
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Yeah, yeah. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to hear me barreling toward him. Just don't tell him what I said, okay? I'm seriously gonna be fine, and I don't need him lecturing me. [AKA 'Worrying about him'; this is their friend language, it is what it is. He huffs breathlessly:] I can walk; I'm good, I'm okay, it's fine.
Alina and Daisy were two people I ran into, earlier. But if I had to bet money on people who can handle themselves and get out on their own, I'd probably wage money on those two. Most people are higher up on the floors than me; got here kinda late, sorry.
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That's fine. I figured that most people would be trapped in the floors above anyway.
[ Still, good to know. Newt probably would've seen others if there was anyone near to where he was, so it's a good starting point for when they go back up.
Yeah Finn, you can forget about trying to ditch him along with Newt, it's not gonna happen. ]
Come on, we're almost there.
[ They've made it down a number of floors already, moving faster than probably advisable for a blind guy, a guy who's been shot and another beaten up. ]
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[ Honestly, though? All bets are off once they're back on the station. People need to know about this whole thing. They're supposed to be a team, dammit. This is how people die. But whatever, he'll rant about that later.
Besides all that, Finn's pretty sure Hermann's smart enough to figure out that Newton's pretty seriously injured. So that little omission won't last long, at least. ]
Here- No, wait, that's a wall. Here.
[ Finn tugs them to the side, around a corner and through a doorway. As far as he knows, it's the closest way towards an exit. ]
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You guys aren't gonna go all the way back up there, are you? You're gonna get yourselves into trouble! Then people are gonna go find you. It's an endless cycle of people dragging other people out!
[Not that he's gonna stop them. He knows what it's like to ignore other people's advice or orders, okay.
... Besides, he's super tired. He just. Wants to rest. Even though he would love nothing more than to keep on keepin' on and go drag people out of buildings, he thinks he may literally just pass out the moment he's sat down somewhere.]
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Don't you— [ with a bit more effort there ] —worry about what we're going to do next. You should focus on yourself right now.
[ But yes, they're obviously going back in. For as long as they can manage to stay upright, they're going to keep trying to help and rescue people, no point in even trying to talk them out of it. Anyway, they're almost reaching the end of the stairs, so Newt's going to have the opportunity to pass out sooner rather than later. ]
Let's take him to Hermann. He'll look after him.
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James is hurt, though.
[ Just gonna wiggle that on in there, thanks.
Anyway, finally at the bottom of the stairs, Finn starts tugging the other two in the general direction that they entered the building from. It's the last place he saw Hermann. ]
Do you know if he stayed there? If he moved?
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[As they get through the outside door, Newton pulls himself free from the two of them, then turns and faces them as they stand in tandem.]
I'll find Hermann; I've got it from here, okay? Slow but steady'll do it. [He reaches out, puts a hand on their necks and pulls them a little closer, so he can speak more intimately over the sounds of the quaking and confusion in the streets. Looking between them, he manages to drum up a little determination between the bouts of exhaustion.] Listen — I'm not gonna be able to stop you guys, so you do what you've gotta! I'll make my way, but you two just make sure you get back to the ship in one piece, okay?
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[ Once outside, Jim's a little reluctant to let go of Newt at first, at least until he's sure he's not just going to fall over. He lets himself be pulled close, resting a hand of his own on Newt's side and giving it a squeeze. ]
Oh, we'll be there. Whole and alive, don't you worry about that.
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[ But Finn's arms immediately shoot out when Newton pulls away from them. He still lets himself get dragged closer, anyway, feeling a little better about the show of strength, even if it is mostly just Newt standing unsupported.
His hand ends up resting on Newton's forearm. ]
We'll be all right. We'll look after each other.