Violet was wiping at her eyes, looking wildly around, looking completely overwhelmed and confused. Between Hartley’s screams, some random guy suddenly growing armor and holding up the ceiling, and her brother effortly using superpowers, her head was spinning. She sat up, wobbling a bit and crawling over to the man holding up the beam. “Do you need any help?”
Hartley screamed again as Cisco used his vibrations, the frequency he gave off now unbearable. “I can’t hear you.” He signed jerkily, one hand still clawing at the implants. Cisco’s implants were so well designed that they fit perfectly, Hartley not being able to yank them out.
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Rick huffed with each passing second. He had every vein throbbing as he tried to contain the beams internal security. He pressed into the beam, glancing at the woman, gritting his teeth,” I could use a superpowered bastard to seal this or something.” The beam gave way a little, resulting in him pressing harder into the block.” but it would be most helpful to get everyone out of the way.”
“Shit.” Cisco realizing quickly that there was a definite flaw with his invention. Cisco balled his fist and circling it on his chest, signing “Sorry.” Cisco’s eyes darted across the room as the debris kept falling here and there, and he could see figures standing at the entrance. “I need you to come with me. Somewhere safer.” Cisco signed sloppily, his ASL not fluent. He didn’t want Hartley standing in the open, where something could fall without him hearing, as well as so he was a bit further away from the frequencies Cisco eminated when he used his powers. There wasn’t a chance they’d make it out of here without using his powers.
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