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Out of Reach
By Raven Pan
As they were walking, it started to rain. Nothing heavy, just a gentle mist. They looked at each other, sharing a thought, and linked hands as they started jogging across.
They only got halfway.
The explosion came from nowhere, its concussion throwing them from their feet. The walkway crumbled away beside them as they scrambled to safer ground.
"Hobbie!" she cried out, as a second blast blew her feet from beneath her, only her grip on the edge of the railing keeping her from plummeting to her death.
He turned from where he was crouched on the edge to find that she hadn't pulled herself up beside him, that she'd been just slow enough to be caught in the second blast. His hand shot out to her wrist, as he lay himself out along the walkway to try and pull her up. "Hold on, Lyanna!"
"I'm trying!" she told him, fear lacing her voice.
"I've got you, Lya..." he reached out with his other hand. "Grab hold, I'll pull you up."
"I'm afraid," she kept her grip on the railing, his hand around her wrist.
"Give me your other hand, then you won't have to let go!"
She grimaced as she tried to, but found her arm not responding to her commands. She glanced down to find shards of ferrocrete and metal lodged in her shoulder. Her right arm was now useless. "I... I can't," she told him weakly as she looked up, her large dark eyes filled with terror.
He reached down with his other hand wrapping it around her forearm. "Just hold on, Lya!" He turned his head to shout over his shoulder, "HELP!!!!!"
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There was an explosion, not terribly far away. Tycho's attention snapped up from his loosing hand of sabaac. "Did you guys hear that?"
"Hear what?" Wes mumbled, tossing a few chips onto the table.
"An explosion."
"I didn't hear anything, maybe it was your wallet," Wedge joked.
There was a second, louder explosion. They all heard that. The three pilots jumped up, suddenly realising Hobbie and Lyanna were nowhere to be seen. "Where'd they go?" Wedge asked.
"They said they were going to go for a... walk..." Wes started running to the door, Wedge and Tycho fast on his heels.
He paused barely a moment to catch bearings, and saw half the walkway bridging the two buildings had been blown away. And someone was dangling as another someone tried to pull them up. As he ran to help, a bonechilling voice entered his hearing.
It was Hobbie's, and he was calling for help.
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A small section of the ferrocrete fell away. Hobbie hooked his leg through the rail as the ferrocrete disappeared almost to his waist. With the sudden jerking motion, she slipped. He now had her held only by her wrist and hand. "Lyanna!"
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