47783:Dialog
Coward! Show yourself! You think I will not bring down an entire building to…
Flinging arms upward, Terrain commands the stony debris at his feet to soar over his head. But it is too late, and the earthly projectiles only find empty air before raining back down to the ground. The nylon rope rapidly retracting back into his wire-gun, Night Terror swings himself up to an 8th story balcony
With a whoosh, Night Terror shoots up from behind the overturned bus, his wire hook gun zipping him up into the air. His cape flapping in the wind, he soars up, over, then somewhere behind Terrain.
(Bellowing) Come already! Face punishment for the evils inflicted on this once free earth!
As the police regroup along the outer edges of the block, Terrain lords over the decimation in front of him.
Adam looks at the high heels perched on the corner of his desk, and then back down to the silver case at his feet. He lets out a frustrating sigh, stands back up, grabs Bernadette’s case – and her shoes – and runs for the door.
Not that it matters, but I was right in the middle of something. I don’t just jump when…
Without waiting for his response, Bernadette picks up the long case, and rushes across the room towards the exit. Adam picks up the small case, but then halts when he reaches his desk and his unfinished work. Bernadette is already out the door and out of sight. He lets the suitcase drop to the floor,