Akasha wearily looks around, "I think I may have gone a little overboard on that one" she wearily says, not even turning to look at Blackbird. Akasha falls in a pile - weary in both mind and body. "Just give me a minute" she whispers as her eyes flutter shut. They are stinging a bit from the smoke still clinging to her clothes and hair.
Blackbird McAllister coughs against the cloud of smoke filling the lower chamber. He wraps his arms around Akasha's chest, and drags her over to the outline of a doorway.