[ there's a brief moment where julie's wondering if the treehouse is actually a good idea, they have to cross the street to get to it and there's no cover between where they are and it, nowhere to hide if it sees them except a scant couple of cars — she's definitely spotted survivors from across the map in similar situations during trials, thinking they can move unseen because they can't hear the music. but if, by some stroke of terrible luck, it does see them it'd have to move faster than she thinks it even can to catch them. and if they're really unlucky, well. julie's solid on her intent to distract it for eddie's safety. it can't chase them both. ]
[ she hadn't even realized she was holding her breath until the chorus fades to dull, distant whimpers, and she exhales. wishing she could see which way it went, but 'not here' is good enough for the moment. takes a deep breath and-- and eddie's already grabbing her hand and pulling her along. ]
[ well. fair enough. no time to overthink things right now. julie trusts him not to run them into a ditch, checking over her shoulder and to their sides to make sure it's not looking at them from a distance, out a window, from behind a car. around some bullshit corner that doesn't even make any fucking sense. god she hates when she has a trial here. ]
[ he might be stubborn about refusing to take off without her, but julie hopes eddie isn't too full of whatever it is to fight with her about it when she tightens her grip on his hand and pulls him toward the boards nailed to the tree in some facsimile of a ladder. ]
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[ she hadn't even realized she was holding her breath until the chorus fades to dull, distant whimpers, and she exhales. wishing she could see which way it went, but 'not here' is good enough for the moment. takes a deep breath and-- and eddie's already grabbing her hand and pulling her along. ]
[ well. fair enough. no time to overthink things right now. julie trusts him not to run them into a ditch, checking over her shoulder and to their sides to make sure it's not looking at them from a distance, out a window, from behind a car. around some bullshit corner that doesn't even make any fucking sense. god she hates when she has a trial here. ]
[ he might be stubborn about refusing to take off without her, but julie hopes eddie isn't too full of whatever it is to fight with her about it when she tightens her grip on his hand and pulls him toward the boards nailed to the tree in some facsimile of a ladder. ]
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