"Slide," James corrected, taking the gun and clipping it to the equipment harness across his back. He could draw it quickly if necessary, but it should take the least battering there as he went down. "Looks like it gets shallower downriver, at least, so you should be able to meet me there. Let's go."
He jumped off the ledge where the ice was, leaping from point to point down the hill until he reached the bottom. Crouching, he examined the point where Len and Barnes had gone into the water. "There's blood on a rock here," he called up to Mick. "One of them hit hard. Let's follow it downriver."
Standing, he headed down the bank with an expression as cold as anything the gun could produce. He was getting Len back, if it killed him.
Snart had been waking Bucky up every so often, checking to make sure he hadn't passed out completely from the concussion. What the guy thought he could do if Bucky had, he had no idea.
This time he came awake all on his own, though. "Did you hear that?" he blurted out, forcing himself upright. Somewhere, not nearly far enough away, there was shouting.
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Date: 2016-06-12 04:57 am (UTC)He jumped off the ledge where the ice was, leaping from point to point down the hill until he reached the bottom. Crouching, he examined the point where Len and Barnes had gone into the water. "There's blood on a rock here," he called up to Mick. "One of them hit hard. Let's follow it downriver."
Standing, he headed down the bank with an expression as cold as anything the gun could produce. He was getting Len back, if it killed him.
Snart had been waking Bucky up every so often, checking to make sure he hadn't passed out completely from the concussion. What the guy thought he could do if Bucky had, he had no idea.
This time he came awake all on his own, though. "Did you hear that?" he blurted out, forcing himself upright. Somewhere, not nearly far enough away, there was shouting.
In German.