[As the two of them hit the deck, Vash's mind races as he considers their options. They can't leave through the door, not when the hallway is teeming with authorities. Their only escape is through the window, but even that is going to be dicey now. Do they have the building surrounded? No, they couldn't, they didn't realize Vash the Stampede was in this room until five seconds ago. They're fine. They still have time. And since Vash is planning on making a clean(ish) getaway, he doesn't yet reach for the gun he keeps strapped to his side. He won't, not unless he has no other choice.
...what he is NOT expecting, however, is for Ain to speak up.]
...what?
[Is all Vash manages to get out before Ain is suddenly moving, jumping up and throwing himself at one of the cops before he can protest. He feels his heart crash into his stomach, and only now is he scrambling for his gun, pretty much expecting to have to fire it now.]
AIN!
[The gun clicks once as he cocks it, knowing by memory how many bullets he has in its chambers. He can't shoot though, not when he doesn't have a clear shot without accidentally hitting Ain instead, and as he peeks around the corner of the couch...he witnesses the bird suddenly erecting a magical barrier that blocks the bullets coming his way- Kill doesn't go unheard, and for a moment Vash feels like he's actually dying when he hears it- and it's really all he can do to watch, stunned, as Ain summons a spear that he proceeds to use to knock out every single last one of the men that forced their way into the room.
Then, all at once, it's silent. Vash knows better than to think they have much time, because no doubt backup is coming, and the entire building will likely be evacuated soon if it hasn't been already. He pushes himself stiffly up from the floor, ignoring the blazing pain in his hips and legs as he watches Ain start to take things from the officers' bodies, with ammo being the main priority since it's a commodity that is often in short supply, for Vash.
He can't think. He just...can't. Wordlessly, he swings their duffel bag around his shoulders to his front and zips it open, giving Ain enough room to just shove in whatever he can get his hands on.]
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...what he is NOT expecting, however, is for Ain to speak up.]
...what?
[Is all Vash manages to get out before Ain is suddenly moving, jumping up and throwing himself at one of the cops before he can protest. He feels his heart crash into his stomach, and only now is he scrambling for his gun, pretty much expecting to have to fire it now.]
AIN!
[The gun clicks once as he cocks it, knowing by memory how many bullets he has in its chambers. He can't shoot though, not when he doesn't have a clear shot without accidentally hitting Ain instead, and as he peeks around the corner of the couch...he witnesses the bird suddenly erecting a magical barrier that blocks the bullets coming his way- Kill doesn't go unheard, and for a moment Vash feels like he's actually dying when he hears it- and it's really all he can do to watch, stunned, as Ain summons a spear that he proceeds to use to knock out every single last one of the men that forced their way into the room.
Then, all at once, it's silent. Vash knows better than to think they have much time, because no doubt backup is coming, and the entire building will likely be evacuated soon if it hasn't been already. He pushes himself stiffly up from the floor, ignoring the blazing pain in his hips and legs as he watches Ain start to take things from the officers' bodies, with ammo being the main priority since it's a commodity that is often in short supply, for Vash.
He can't think. He just...can't. Wordlessly, he swings their duffel bag around his shoulders to his front and zips it open, giving Ain enough room to just shove in whatever he can get his hands on.]
Are you okay?