[ There is a brief moment as they leave the first building that Allelujah's attention is on her. Down, off the awning, to the pavement in a brief flourish of movement that sees him off just as quickly. His spell keeps his footsteps measured and light, virtually silent against the straight, narrow street. When she sticks with him through the first jump, he actually relaxes. It wreathes his movement, melds one action to the next as he dips down the alleyway, crouching and vaulting up towards the crates.
His boot heel makes contact with one, and he springs up a tower of them. Above, a span of pipework runs across the side the buildings, and he coils, using the nearest wall as a waypoint up. He jumps and catches hold of one of the pipes, taking a swing.
It should be a movement familiar to her, one of the very first he ever explained. ]
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His boot heel makes contact with one, and he springs up a tower of them. Above, a span of pipework runs across the side the buildings, and he coils, using the nearest wall as a waypoint up. He jumps and catches hold of one of the pipes, taking a swing.
It should be a movement familiar to her, one of the very first he ever explained. ]