Rinka has her head stuck through a door when she hears the sound of something hitting the ground behind her. She gives a short mental curse, as she hadn't anticipated holding her breath for too long when she'd phased through the door. Turning around to see what's landed in the hallway, she sees the gas billowing toward her as M'gann notes the way it burns.
Clamping a hand over her nose and mouth for good measure, Rinka goes for the canister closest to her. Unphasing her hand, she grabs the canister, then phases it down into the floor. When she pulls her hand free, she scuttles backwards, trying to find a patch of air that's not been contaminated by the gas. In a few seconds her lungs are going to burn, not from the chemicals, but from the effort of holding her breath.
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Clamping a hand over her nose and mouth for good measure, Rinka goes for the canister closest to her. Unphasing her hand, she grabs the canister, then phases it down into the floor. When she pulls her hand free, she scuttles backwards, trying to find a patch of air that's not been contaminated by the gas. In a few seconds her lungs are going to burn, not from the chemicals, but from the effort of holding her breath.