Tech won't have to wait long to know where the guard is. There's a jingle of keys and thump of booted feet as he comes around the back of the truck, stopping mere feet away from where Tech is laying. He stands there for a minute, whistling once, stepping once forward to continue on his way-- and then stops mid foot-fall. He's seen something.
The guards hunkers down, pulling a flashlight to investigate the ground behind the truck. More specifically, their footprints. Which are two very different sizes. Tech can almost see his face as he traces the outlines with a gloved fingertip.
Rokuro doesn't dare watch over the edge of the truck, for fear the guard will look up, but he is on high alert. If the guard tries to run or alert his comrades in any way, or injure tech while he's prone, Rokuro will do whatever it takes to stop.
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The guards hunkers down, pulling a flashlight to investigate the ground behind the truck. More specifically, their footprints. Which are two very different sizes. Tech can almost see his face as he traces the outlines with a gloved fingertip.
Rokuro doesn't dare watch over the edge of the truck, for fear the guard will look up, but he is on high alert. If the guard tries to run or alert his comrades in any way, or injure tech while he's prone, Rokuro will do whatever it takes to stop.