<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/img-carlos-bocanegra_1155538764412.jpg)<strong><br/>Dom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Behind Town Hall<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Preparing to join fight<br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Steve, Wolf Girl, <br/>anyone else coming to the scene<br/> of the action<br/><hr/></div><br/>Even at a sprint, running back to the stairs, down them, then through the hall, out the back door, and across the terrain would leave Steve on his own for about half a minute. In a fight, half a minute is eternity. He scanned the area, and nodded. A solid awning about twelve or fifteen feet below him. He slung the shotgun strap over his shoulder, and vaulted over the edge of the roof. landing on the awning. It buckled a bit under his weight but he rolled forward, dropping another ten feet to the ground. Another roll to arrest the momentum brought him up in a crouch. In a few more moments he'd be able to back Steve up directly.