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[forwardmomentum]

	That's because I've got forward momentum. There's no virtue in it. It's just a balancing act. I don't dare stop.
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[rraidergirl]

She bends a little, hands out to steady him or take his weight if he needs it. Lara could imagine Miles would prefer if she didn't carry him out of the base, but that didn't mean she wouldn't. He was a little smaller than Sam and they weren't scaling down a mountain at any rate.

"I walked mostly," she said, smiling a little, perhaps a little too at ease for a young woman who's just fought and killed her way through a base. She was mostly pleased to see Miles in one piece, "I might have been here sooner, but my ride broke down."

[forwardmomentum]

Miles is about to object to that lack of real answer, but his legs fail him, and for a moment he just falls heavily against Lara with a wheeze until he can get his feet properly back under him. He's still feeling a little shattered from the fast-penta and adrenaline cocktail. He blinks up at her.

"Your ride?"

[rraidergirl]

Lara's there to catch him, hands at his waist and she barely even sways at the impact.

"Sort of mine. I borrowed it from Imperial Security, in a manner of speaking." Even when Miles regains his footing, Lara keeps her hands at his waist, "You're sure you're not hurt?"

[forwardmomentum]

"You stole a groundcar from Imperial Security?" Miles chokes out, swaying slightly. Alright, so he's overestimated how easy walking would be, but dammit, he's ready to get out of here. He reevaluates just how pissed Simon is going to be after he hears about this whole affair and actually cringes.

"Nothing all that bad," he says, testing his weight, and finds himself steady enough, even if he hasn't yet caught his breath. "Fast-penta just does a hell of a number on me. I think we'd better get moving, eh?"

[rraidergirl]

"I didn't steal it, I borrowed it," and she has the nerve to sound prim when she says it.

She nods, but waits a few moments more til he's steady on his feet. "There's what looked like a communications room not far from here, just down the hall."

It's an eerily quiet hall and tho Lara is sure she'd cleared the building, she still keeps the crowbar in hand.

[forwardmomentum]

Post-fast-penta and unarmed, Miles is not-so-secretly glad for the crowbar in Lara's hand while he's still catching his breath.

"Thought I saw that when they dragged me in here," he pants, limping alongside her. "If I can get any of the outgoing coms working -- I think I've got an override that'll work -- then we can get the hell out of here, and I can start filling out the paperwork for that groundcar." Because lord, will there ever be paperwork. Miles is struck with a sudden, hypo-hysterical giggle. "I really had hoped to introduce you to my boss under better circumstances, Lara, I promise."