[indent]As Eilidh carried on down the stairwell, she held tight to the railing, feeling the comfortable grip of her heavy footwear hold her steady on the concrete. The noise to her right was booming, but at least Hana had gotten free. A split second of relief had been enough, and Eilidh felt it relieve her too - that she wasn't uselessly fumbling around in the literal dark of her blindness through the all-important mission. She could do this.

Finally, she felt the presence of Booster Gold strongly enough that she could almost picture him - actual gold, glittering amidst the chaos; even if that glitter was subdued and flat. It was him, all he needed was life and a helpful push. A split second of relief.

[right][i]"Booster..."[/i][/right]

She sent forward to him as her feet find the hard ground of the floor below now, the belly of the bank and yes, it rumbled. Hungry for violence and to consume the action that trapped in vibrations through the walls. Everything around her appeared bruised and rippling. Dark colours slapped haphazardly on canvas - stretching the tension uncomfortably. 

The telepath reached for him, her hand placing onto what she identified as his shoulder. Once more she summoned upon her deepest concentration so that she could find herself close enough to him in his unconscious - tethered to his sleepy state as she worked to remove him from his bindings. 

[right][i]"Stay calm, I'm here now."[/i][/right]

Booster was sat at the bar, laughing away when he heard the voice. [i]Stay Calm, I'm here now.[/i] He felt the hand on his shoulder as he reached back and clasped it, slightly confused but there was a comforting warmth to it. He turned and was face to face with the most beautiful redhead he had ever seen. Her voice was like pure silk to his ears, freckles on both cheeks. She said something again and he frowned. 

Something wasn't quite right. She was Scottish, he didn't know anyone Scottish.

"I'm sorry-" He put on his best, award-winning smile. "-Have we met?"

The response took her by surprise; and she could certainly sense something from him that she wasn’t sure was entirely appropriate. But she had him, if only she could keep the link strong, secure, and calm — they’d both get through this. There was a buzzing, somewhere in the back of her head, that was bothersome.[/indent]