We're going down together I'm the elevator man

[bloodvile]

Who: Falcon and Falcon
What: TRAPPED IN A TRAPPED ELEVATOR
Where: AN ELEVATOR THAT IS A TRAP
When: TRAPDAY November 15th
Warnings: it's a trap

With Black Shadow back and the stupid pesky shock collar finally removed Blood naturally felt more brazen and itchy to spill some of Falcon's blood. It was tedious feeling that while knowing the headmasters seemingly saw all despite having no apparent eyes. If he was to pounce on the captain, he'd have to do it somewhere secluded.

Somewhere he could be trapped.

In a way that, ideally, would impress Black Shadow too.

This was a plan that could not go wrong, and it started with a handwritten note left on Falcon's desk:



There was another note taped on the rooftop elevator door to clarify the direction, simply with an arrow pointed up. Presumably at the door and not at the sky.

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[raced_god]

Now that the entire elevator had literally collapsed around them, Falcon was not at all concerned with Blood, or with Blood's grip on his ankle. He was, at this moment in time, completely occupied with getting out, and he jerked his leg in an effort to wrest it from his clone's grasp.

Blood was not, of course, light, but Falcon pressed upward anyway, grasping the rim of the door and hoisting.

[bloodvile]

blood took his boot off

He shifted under the rubble, as much as manageable, anything to keep from letting him go so easily. Somewhere between the adrenalin finally wearing off and the stabbing pain radiating from his foot upwards and all over, he realized he lost. His hand trembled and struggled to pull him down but eventually he stopped, opting to limply hang on for just a few seconds longer. His hand was leaving a bloody print around his ankle; he couldn't tell who's it belonged to, and ultimately that didn't even matter. It was all the same.

"You can't keep doing this forever." He repeated.

For an addled moment, he thought he almost said 'we', and realized that wouldn't have been entirely inaccurate either. This would stop the day one of them died.

He let go. That day just wasn't going to be today.

[raced_god]

"Neither can you."

Falcon certainly wasn't going to give up, but although he knew full well that no human could do this forever. One day, they'd kill each other. It just wasn't today.

With Blood's grip around his ankle gone, he could hoist himself up onto the narrow ledge, prying open the elevator door with no small amount of force. He cast one glance down into the rubble and then was gone.

He did, however, leave the door open.