TheCorsair
Pēdicãbo ego võs et irrumäbo
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2013
"Vais! Correis! Ahora!" He motioned out the door. "Rapido!"
Still, they hesitated. Sam watched them for a moment, then jerked her head around in surprise. Racing to the door, she cracked it and drew her pistol. "Ya vienen!" she called, anxiously. "Las Máquinas-Hombres! Ya vienen! "
Murmurs of hear came from the recently-released prisoners. Sam shoved the door shut and slammed the deadbolt home. "Ir! El Doctor y yo le ganar tiempo!" she told them, starting to drag a cabinet in front of the door.
The first of the former prisoners through was a stocky man, pasty from his long imprisonment. He caught the hand of one of the children, and they headed for the riverbank. The others followed, and soon all of them were dashing towards the hope promised by the river.
"Glad that worked," Sam observed, holstering her pistol once more. "C'mon, Erik. Help me shift this."
Still, they hesitated. Sam watched them for a moment, then jerked her head around in surprise. Racing to the door, she cracked it and drew her pistol. "Ya vienen!" she called, anxiously. "Las Máquinas-Hombres! Ya vienen! "
Murmurs of hear came from the recently-released prisoners. Sam shoved the door shut and slammed the deadbolt home. "Ir! El Doctor y yo le ganar tiempo!" she told them, starting to drag a cabinet in front of the door.
The first of the former prisoners through was a stocky man, pasty from his long imprisonment. He caught the hand of one of the children, and they headed for the riverbank. The others followed, and soon all of them were dashing towards the hope promised by the river.
"Glad that worked," Sam observed, holstering her pistol once more. "C'mon, Erik. Help me shift this."