“You got that, right?” Minoru shouted at his brother as he led them into the cover of the trees.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god...” the elder twin gasped for breath.
“Breathe!! Beekman! Where is that?!” “Th..there! Just... bridge! Go toward the bridge...”
The trees did provide some cover, even muffling the sounds of battle just a little bit.
“And William? Come on, bro!”
“Few blocks... before Brooklyn Bridge...” the words kept catching in his throat. “Hospital... right at the hospital... if there is one...”
There were certainly ruins of what might have once been a hospital. That, and the only large bridge still standing, were enough that Minoru could roughly figure out where he was.
Isamu nearly fell off the horse again on the next turn. Had they not been side by side, and Minoru given him a quick shove back in the other direction, he might have actually fallen.
“We’re almost there!”
“...can’t do this...” he gasped.
“Yes, you can! Count the blocks!” “Minoru!” “Count the blocks!”
“Five...” he stuttered, forcing himself to open tear-filled eyes. “Four now...”
“You’re doing great! Keep counting!”
“Three...” The blocks felt like they stretched on forever. The sounds of gunfire continued. Jack was still back there somewhere, firing up at a chopper. “T..two... Fed... federal reserve... there...”
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“Oh god, oh god, oh god...” the elder twin gasped for breath.
“Breathe!! Beekman! Where is that?!”
“Th..there! Just... bridge! Go toward the bridge...”
The trees did provide some cover, even muffling the sounds of battle just a little bit.
“And William? Come on, bro!”
“Few blocks... before Brooklyn Bridge...” the words kept catching in his throat. “Hospital... right at the hospital... if there is one...”
There were certainly ruins of what might have once been a hospital. That, and the only large bridge still standing, were enough that Minoru could roughly figure out where he was.
Isamu nearly fell off the horse again on the next turn. Had they not been side by side, and Minoru given him a quick shove back in the other direction, he might have actually fallen.
“We’re almost there!”
“...can’t do this...” he gasped.
“Yes, you can! Count the blocks!”
“Minoru!”
“Count the blocks!”
“Five...” he stuttered, forcing himself to open tear-filled eyes. “Four now...”
“You’re doing great! Keep counting!”
“Three...” The blocks felt like they stretched on forever. The sounds of gunfire continued. Jack was still back there somewhere, firing up at a chopper. “T..two... Fed... federal reserve... there...”
“I see it!!”