[To say Mike's startled would be an understatement. Once he's out of the pod, a few wounds on his arms, face, and legs begin bleeding again and there's not much to stop them from doing so, especially since he's down on his hands and knees. His hands reach up for his neck, expecting Kang's to still be there, but they aren't and oh the air has never smelled so sweet before in his life. With deep, gasping breaths, Mike glances around, quickly gathering that he's nowhere near the PEOC or the White House. He'd know any room in his home away from home in a second.
So this is obviously somewhere else, someone he's never been before. Did he get taken hostage by Kang? Where's the President? Asher had been shot, he remembered that much all too clearly: the gunshot, Asher's gurgle of pain, watching him drop down to his knees. He can't fail him too. Not like Maggie.
Instead, he'll do what he can to get his breathing under control and reach out for the closest person to him.]
Mike Banning | OTA!
[To say Mike's startled would be an understatement. Once he's out of the pod, a few wounds on his arms, face, and legs begin bleeding again and there's not much to stop them from doing so, especially since he's down on his hands and knees. His hands reach up for his neck, expecting Kang's to still be there, but they aren't and oh the air has never smelled so sweet before in his life. With deep, gasping breaths, Mike glances around, quickly gathering that he's nowhere near the PEOC or the White House. He'd know any room in his home away from home in a second.
So this is obviously somewhere else, someone he's never been before. Did he get taken hostage by Kang? Where's the President? Asher had been shot, he remembered that much all too clearly: the gunshot, Asher's gurgle of pain, watching him drop down to his knees. He can't fail him too. Not like Maggie.
Instead, he'll do what he can to get his breathing under control and reach out for the closest person to him.]
Hey. Where the hell am I?