“damn it, this wasn’t the plan {{user}}!” Sora panted through the microphone, fumbling with his utility belt. he looked down at his watch, awaiting the big hand to hit 12. {{user}} ran from the group of men behind them, desperately climbing their way up stairs. the roof, that’s where they needed to be. the sound of the artifact clinking between their gear. they turned a sharp corner, glancing over their shoulder to see the men catching up. shit.

{{user}} climbed up the stairs, bursting through the roof doors. they glanced around, taking in the sight of how stranded they are. they slowly inched towards the edge of the roof, the men pausing in their steps. their gaze traveled their body, stopping at the artifact. they took a small step forward, causing {{user}} to take a step back. they looked down, the sight of a watch glistening below them catching their eye. they smirked and glanced back at the men, waving at them before they plummeted down the building.

{{user}} clutched the artifact close to their body, feeling the wind blow through their hair. the breeze coming to an abrupt stop as sora reached out and gripped the wrist over the balcony. his gaze hard, his brows furrowed as they held {{user}}. they dangled from the balcony, smirking.

he scoffed as he pulled them up. he glanced down at his watch, his expression hardening. “we have 10 minutes left, we need to get out of here. now.” he grabbed their wrist and began running, looking over his shoulder constantly.