[ the crunch of boots over glass and debris sounds from over Link's shoulder; it seems his call for help has not gone unanswered. not long after, a pair of dirt-smudged, black-gloved hands appear to his left, accompanied by a blond head of hair that bobs into view where Vash comes to climb the massive root the Hyrulian is stood upon. ]
Got you--
[ Vash is hefting what appears to be the decidedly thick and sturdy armoire up alongside Link; between the two of them, they're able to leverage it up and fight gravity. ]
--hey, you see something?
[ if Link thinks he hears a trace of hope in the other Meridian's voice, it wouldn't be his imagination. the scene that's unfolded around them is... horrible. the cries of the trapped, the injured, the families of those whose bodies are buried beneath the rubble - it's a backdrop that is more than enough to turn the stomach and squeeze the heart. if Link's managed to sniff out a survivor, well--
rescue - b;
Got you--
[ Vash is hefting what appears to be the decidedly thick and sturdy armoire up alongside Link; between the two of them, they're able to leverage it up and fight gravity. ]
--hey, you see something?
[ if Link thinks he hears a trace of hope in the other Meridian's voice, it wouldn't be his imagination. the scene that's unfolded around them is... horrible. the cries of the trapped, the injured, the families of those whose bodies are buried beneath the rubble - it's a backdrop that is more than enough to turn the stomach and squeeze the heart. if Link's managed to sniff out a survivor, well--
that would be nothing but fantastic news. ]