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Tom scooted over closer to Grace as she scooted closer over to him in turn. He shook his head earnestly as Grace spoke. [color=SteelBlue]"Come on, you're not useless at all, and you know it. Without you we wouldn't have even got in the complex at all, you portalled us in. And it's sort of my fault too, I shouldn't have encouraged you to send that fourth mobster dude along all the way to Chick-Fil-A, I should have known that might have drained your energy."[/color] Tom sighed and leaned his head back, looking up at the dark and dusty attic ceiling above the pair, anxiously waiting for any kind of response on the desperate texts he had sent out a few minutes earlier. Tom then felt the phone buzz in his pocket, and he quickly whipped it out, frantically reading. 

Tom's face lit up as he saw who it was from and the contents of the text. [color=SteelBlue]"Shit, yes! Grace, it's Christina!"[/color] Tom grinned before reading the text some more. [color=SteelBlue]"She did it, she notified everyone! Division X is on their way, apparently, and so is Powers, and a bunch of other heroes![/color] Tom fist pumped, showing the phone to Grace for a moment so she could see. [color=SteelBlue]"But she also said we should go and look for people... Well, we know where Angie is, let's just hope they get here before she has to back out. But we're gonna have to go and find everyone else... So it's time for some proper hero work again."[/color] Tom lent Grace his hand so she could get up, before leading her out of the big attic and into the smaller one where the pair came in from.

Tom immediately crossed the room to the other side, kicking away a box to reveal another hatch into another attic. Tom had pretty much deduced at this point that the whole complex ran underneath and above the floors, so he quickly lead Grace through into this new place, standing up and explaining what he was thinking as they walked. [color=SteelBlue]"So, I guess we'll use this attic space to get far away from the meeting hall, then drop down and try and work out where Brie, Patty and Will were taken, take them out. Then we can probably bust Angie out of her situation, then hide back up here until the rest come to bust us out."[/color] It wasn't the most adrenaline filled plan, but Tom was in a reasonable state of mind right now, and that was the best plan that he could hope for. And it wasn't like Tom and Grace were going to find anyone while walking around up here. They turned a corner down a new attic hallway. 

Thump. [color=MediumOrchid]"Motherfucker!"[/color]

Tom looked up at the ceiling immediately. It took him all of a few seconds to realise who the voice he had just heard belonged to. It was Patty! Patty was above them. Tom looked at Grace, mouthing Patty's name to her in case she didn't already realise. Tom waited, expecting to hear the horrible noise of some mafioso gruning and dragging Patty along the floor. But the sound never came. Tom's brain was working as fast as it could, and it suddenly put together what just happened. She must have escaped, and was now making a run for it... but she had experienced a clumsy moment and fallen over. In better circumstances Tom would have snickered at her clumsiness. He wished that he had his special goggles he got at the Christmas party from Powers that year to look through the ceiling... he was an idiot and left them at home. 

Tom supposed there was only one way to find out, otherwise Patty would just run off somewhere and probably get caught. Tom raised a fist and started rapping his knuckles on the floor below where Patty was presumably lying. [color=SteelBlue]"Patty! PATTY! It's TOM! And Grace, we escaped into a crawlspace between the floors... What the hell happened, how did you get away?! Nevermind, tell us in a second, Grace will portal you down here.. Grace?"[/color] Tom looked hopefully at Grace standing next to him. 

[@Hitman] [@canaryrose]