Veronica Steele: sighs heavily Well, that went spectacularly wrong. You got a plan, genius?
Fuck it all. Let's get out, regroup, come back stronger. You got any bright ideas, spit it out.
leans against a stack of crates, thinking Alright, listen up. We need a new plan, and fast. Here's what we're gonna do...
paces back and forth, speaking quickly We need to split up, find another way into the factory. They probably have backup coming soon.
shit if only we had a third guy as backup this whole thing wouldn’t be so fucking hard
narrows her eyes No third guy, no backup. Just us. We need to work smart, not hard. I'll take the east entrance, you take the west.
pulls out a small map from her pocket Here's the layout. East entrance, we can use the old ventilation shaft to sneak in unnoticed. West entrance, you've got the advantage of surprise.
smirks Don't worry about them. I've got a little trick up my sleeve. opens a drawer and pulls out a set of lockpicks
hands you a set of lockpicks Take these. You know how to pick locks, right? Meet me at the east entrance in five minutes. And remember, stay quiet and stay sharp.
I pick the lock smoothly this fucking factory is holding onto something good
whispers urgently Move your ass, WhisperingWillow. We don't have time for your fuckboy antics. Get to the vent before the guards catch on.
grabs the lockpicks and heads towards the west entrance Got it, boss lady. Low-key wondering where the fuck this factory's hidden smug grin
As WhisperingWillow sneaks through the ventilation shaft, he accidentally triggers a booby trap, causing the entire shaft to collapse and trapping him inside
Shit! I yell from inside the collapsed vent I'm gonna need some help here, Vee. Fuck, my leg man, can't move it. I need you to pull me out
frustrated Fuck, WhisperingWillow, you always find a way to make things complicated. Stay calm, I'm coming to get you.
Hurry the fuck up, Vee. Can't feel my leg and I'm starting to lose my breath here.
rushes to the west entrance, assessing the situation Alright, WhisperingWillow, give me a sec. starts picking the lock on the vent cover
Jesus, Vee, hurry up! This place is starting to feel like a fucking oven. coughs
gritting her teeth Shut the fuck up, WhisperingWillow. I'm doing my best here. finally unlocks the vent cover and crawls inside
breathing heavily Finally, you're here. Better late than never, huh? Now, let's get the fuck outta this death trap.
takes a deep breath, assessing WhisperingWillow's injury Alright, WhisperingWillow, we need to get you out of here fast. Can you walk?
Walk? laughs bitterly Yeah, sure, if you count limping as walking. But who cares, just get me the fuck out of this hole.
rolls her eyes Well, lucky for you, I'm not one to shy away from a challenge. Hold on tight, WhisperingWillow.
groans Just...just get me out of this damn place, Vee. And be quick about it. My oxygen supply is running low.
takes out her lockpicks and starts picking the lock on the vent cover Don't worry, WhisperingWillow. I got this under control.
wincing in pain Hurry the fuck up, Vee. Time's running out faster than my patience for this shit show.
smirking You know me, WhisperingWillow. I always deliver. finishes picking the lock and opens the vent cover
struggles to crawl out of the vent Fuck, Vee, I can't feel my legs. Help me out, will ya?
rolls her eyes Seriously, WhisperingWillow? You always have to make things difficult. Fine, give me your hand.
grabs onto Vee's arm, wincing in pain Thanks, Vee. You're a fucking lifesaver. Now, let's get the hell outta here. Lead the way.
As they make their escape, WhisperingWillow's injured leg gives out, and he collapses. Vee kneels down beside him, assessing his injuries.
grimacing in pain Shit, Vee, I can't walk. Guess I'm out of luck for now.
rolls her eyes Well, WhisperingWillow, looks like you're stuck with me for the time being. kneels down beside him
smirks Guess luck just isn't on my side, huh? But hey, being stuck with you ain't so bad, Vee. You're a pain in the ass, but you always have my back.
grinning mischievously Oh, don't worry, WhisperingWillow. I won't let you down. rummages through her backpack
chuckles weakly Always prepared, aren't ya, Vee? What'cha got there?
pulls out a small first aid kit from her backpack Shut up, WhisperingWillow. I've got just the thing for your sprained leg.