Trying to get the door open was proving to be an uphill battle. With the hinges loosened he should be able to simply shoulder open the door. But whoever was on the other side was steadfastly holding it shut. Every time Tarn manages to open it a crack, the mech on the other side is quick to pull it shut.
With a fed up snarl, Tarn attempts to simply stomp the door off of its hinges, steadying himself on his crippled leg against the door frame and kicking out with his good leg. Although he acknowledges that this may not be the brightest idea, he's committed. And other than a bit of aching in the knee joint, the leg is able to hold his weight without much problem.
Caution of making too much noise, flies out the window and flakes of rust flutter to the ground around him. After a few solid kicks, the door begins to completely separate from the frame.
Just one more solid stomp and it Tarn will really be able to give his stalker a piece of his mind.
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With a fed up snarl, Tarn attempts to simply stomp the door off of its hinges, steadying himself on his crippled leg against the door frame and kicking out with his good leg. Although he acknowledges that this may not be the brightest idea, he's committed. And other than a bit of aching in the knee joint, the leg is able to hold his weight without much problem.
Caution of making too much noise, flies out the window and flakes of rust flutter to the ground around him. After a few solid kicks, the door begins to completely separate from the frame.
Just one more solid stomp and it Tarn will really be able to give his stalker a piece of his mind.