[ Ronan feels sweat at the small of his back. he'd hoped that Kavinsky would let himself be taken by his own ideas of grandeur and start talking long enough to allow Ronan to think up an escape plan, but --
But this is not what's happening here. What's happening is that Kavinsky doesn't waste any time pointing his gun at Ronan; he can feel the warmth of the Chitauri tech as the energy builds up. Fuck.
He wants to lie, buy himself some time, make it sound like he'd join Kavinsky, or like he cares about him - anything to keep them going for a little while longer, give him a moment more to think, but he's not a liar. Never has been, and never will be, even to someone like Joseph Kavinsky. He can't do it, it's just - he just can't.
And it's as he thinks this that he notices the hook again, dangling under them. This might be - his one chance. It might just be. ]
Sorry to disappoint, Joseph, but --
[ And with that, he jumps off the platform, pushing at the last moment to grab hold of the chain, slipping down until he is, himself, dangling from the hook, too many feet off the floor and with Kavinsky still above him. The impact of his weight - he's heavier with his exoskeleton on - pulls him down, and along with him the chain, attached to beams on the roof, which creak and bend, loudly and dangerously.
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But this is not what's happening here. What's happening is that Kavinsky doesn't waste any time pointing his gun at Ronan; he can feel the warmth of the Chitauri tech as the energy builds up. Fuck.
He wants to lie, buy himself some time, make it sound like he'd join Kavinsky, or like he cares about him - anything to keep them going for a little while longer, give him a moment more to think, but he's not a liar. Never has been, and never will be, even to someone like Joseph Kavinsky. He can't do it, it's just - he just can't.
And it's as he thinks this that he notices the hook again, dangling under them. This might be - his one chance. It might just be. ]
Sorry to disappoint, Joseph, but --
[ And with that, he jumps off the platform, pushing at the last moment to grab hold of the chain, slipping down until he is, himself, dangling from the hook, too many feet off the floor and with Kavinsky still above him. The impact of his weight - he's heavier with his exoskeleton on - pulls him down, and along with him the chain, attached to beams on the roof, which creak and bend, loudly and dangerously.
And Ronan dangles. Well, shit. ]