He pauses, waits. Slips his piece from the holster at his hip, and jogs up the stairs, crouched, on point.
The one good thing about this is he has no time to think, only to react. There's his opinion, and then there's his training, and experience, and no matter what Navy SEAL Steve McGarrett might think, he's no slob when it comes to taking out bad guys.
The ruckus from inside is reaching a fever pitch as he's getting to the far side of the door, listening to the woman yell about someone being full of crap, right before the door swings open, and she comes striding out, a skinny dishwater blonde in a bronze bikini top and red hot pants. He's already moving, because she looks to the stairs to storm down them and her gasp of surprise at seeing Steve there is smothered into a shocked noise against his hand. He's got his palm over her mouth to shush her, wraps an arm around her waist to drag her backwards, but it's too late.
Footsteps head towards the door, the man inside yelling for her to get your ass back in here! and then pausing in a way Danny really doesn't like, right before the girl bites down, hard and sharp, on his hand. He lets her go, swearing, and she makes for the door --
And then there's a sudden explosion of sound and something ripping through his arm, leaving a firey trail of pain as the window in front of him explodes outward and he goes flying off the porch, to land with a crash on top of a parked car, out of breath and stunned.
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He pauses, waits. Slips his piece from the holster at his hip, and jogs up the stairs, crouched, on point.
The one good thing about this is he has no time to think, only to react. There's his opinion, and then there's his training, and experience, and no matter what Navy SEAL Steve McGarrett might think, he's no slob when it comes to taking out bad guys.
The ruckus from inside is reaching a fever pitch as he's getting to the far side of the door, listening to the woman yell about someone being full of crap, right before the door swings open, and she comes striding out, a skinny dishwater blonde in a bronze bikini top and red hot pants. He's already moving, because she looks to the stairs to storm down them and her gasp of surprise at seeing Steve there is smothered into a shocked noise against his hand. He's got his palm over her mouth to shush her, wraps an arm around her waist to drag her backwards, but it's too late.
Footsteps head towards the door, the man inside yelling for her to get your ass back in here! and then pausing in a way Danny really doesn't like, right before the girl bites down, hard and sharp, on his hand. He lets her go, swearing, and she makes for the door --
And then there's a sudden explosion of sound and something ripping through his arm, leaving a firey trail of pain as the window in front of him explodes outward and he goes flying off the porch, to land with a crash on top of a parked car, out of breath and stunned.