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[Chat]: that must have hit something structural, right?
[Sympathy]: can you people feel even a little sympathy for Maverick? even though it's genuinely funny?
[Counter]: when my hemorrhoids burst it was worse. I have context.
[Noting]: the Shark Platform co-stream is the only reason this stream hasn't been flagged. it started out just about bizarre and has been heading somewhere much stranger.
[Practical_Question]: is Maverick seriously not going to summon Nero?
Most of the chat was not serious. Maverick was making a fool of himself and the audience was enjoying it. But in the residential building he'd ducked into, Maverick was actually thinking.
Before: multiple Hassans chasing him simultaneously. Now: one. Which meant the castle battle had taken most of them out.
He assessed: one knife from his backside, now in his hand. A few rounds he'd salvaged before the flood. Elizabeth, regaining consciousness in his arms, already cataloguing her grievances about the Archer with the focus of someone who intended to act on them.
The last Hassan had stopped at the building entrance and retreated to a tree at the corner. It wasn't following him in.
That told him something.
"I have a favor," he said to Elizabeth.
She paused mid-grievance. "It hurts, it hurts, that Archer— what."
"Can you hold a gun with one hand?"
A Servant's physical strength was not the question. The answer was yes.
[Chat]: Maverick has a plan
[Chat]: MAVERICK WITH A KNIFE WOUND HAS A PLAN
The plan: smoke grenades to hold the appearance of a defended position. Sporadic gunfire to keep the Hassan pinned. Elizabeth covering from inside with the AK. Maverick exits the far side, circles the block, comes up under Monkey's sniper tower.
Equipment: one Thompson Contender, one bullet. The knife he'd pulled out of himself.
He went out the far window.
The standoff held.
Inside: whenever the smoke thinned, a new grenade. Whenever the Hassan shifted, a burst from the AK. Three-way equilibrium — Monkey watching the window, the clone watching the building, Elizabeth keeping both honest from inside.
Monkey's chat and Maverick's chat were now openly at war.
[Maverick_Chat]: MONKEY LOOK AT YOUR MINIMAP
[Monkey_Chat]: stay on the window—
[Maverick_Chat]: THE RED DOT IS MOVING
[Monkey_Chat]: the window—
[Maverick_Chat]: MONKEY
The two red dots on Monkey's minimap had separated several minutes ago. One was approaching the tower base at speed. Monkey was watching the window.
The footsteps reached the tower base.
Then stopped.
Metal structure. Open sky. Wind.
"Come out," Monkey said quietly to the stairwell corner. "Come on."
His gun hand was trembling slightly. The quiet was worse than the noise.
Weight landed on the grating behind him.
Maverick had gone up the outside of the tower.
[Chat]: HE CLIMBED THE OUTSIDE
[Chat]: WITH A KNIFE WOUND HE CLIMBED THE OUTSIDE OF THE TOWER
[Chat]: MONKEY LOOK BEHIND YOU
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