"Have you tried blunt force?" Katsuya glances up toward Hughes. Worth a shot, if nothing else. Maybe Helios' blasts had made the material brittle.
Katsuya takes a red handkerchief out of his front pocket and wraps it carefully over his hand before making a fist. He rears back and puts his full strength into punching the glass as hard as he can.
Not even a dent.
The officer can't help the small groan of frustration as he shakes his hand, pulling off the handkerchief and rubbing his knuckles before falling back into his pacing.
"We can't force it open. There has to be another way."
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Date: August 15th, 2015 12:01 am (UTC)Katsuya takes a red handkerchief out of his front pocket and wraps it carefully over his hand before making a fist. He rears back and puts his full strength into punching the glass as hard as he can.
Not even a dent.
The officer can't help the small groan of frustration as he shakes his hand, pulling off the handkerchief and rubbing his knuckles before falling back into his pacing.
"We can't force it open. There has to be another way."