[ If the door has been locked, Sharpe is going to shoot it. But as it is, there's a broken lock, and he looks at it. It won't be much help if a horde suddenly burst through the only exit, but- well, Sharpe just have to keep a sharp ear on any possible footsteps, won't he? ]
Don't thank me just yet. Stay back.
[ He grabs hold of the hole where the knob had been, pulling the door open. He ducks behind the doorframe- alright, that side is empty. And he steps out of the door, his rifle cocked and loaded, and Sharpe stamps his feet hard. Hard enough to dislodge some of the dust on the roof's floor, and he lets the sound of the hammer cocking backwards echo loudly.
Silence. No footsteps. No sound of breathing. Sharpe looks at Mia, giving her a look to tell her to stay put before he goes over to the other side. He checks the nooks and crannies of the rooftop before he goes over to the railing, aiming his rifle downwards even as he looks down and takes one more round around the roof, checking down below to see if there's anyone hiding down there.
No one. Christ, they're the first to have such an idea, or some sort. He trots back to Mia, the hammer of his rifle back in position. ]
You can come along now, ma'am. There ain't anyone here.
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Don't thank me just yet. Stay back.
[ He grabs hold of the hole where the knob had been, pulling the door open. He ducks behind the doorframe- alright, that side is empty. And he steps out of the door, his rifle cocked and loaded, and Sharpe stamps his feet hard. Hard enough to dislodge some of the dust on the roof's floor, and he lets the sound of the hammer cocking backwards echo loudly.
Silence. No footsteps. No sound of breathing. Sharpe looks at Mia, giving her a look to tell her to stay put before he goes over to the other side. He checks the nooks and crannies of the rooftop before he goes over to the railing, aiming his rifle downwards even as he looks down and takes one more round around the roof, checking down below to see if there's anyone hiding down there.
No one. Christ, they're the first to have such an idea, or some sort. He trots back to Mia, the hammer of his rifle back in position. ]
You can come along now, ma'am. There ain't anyone here.