HOTARU
She's in a long black coat tonight
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
Stunned is a weak word. It's all she can do to breathe as the Bastion's emotions swell against hers, taking advantage of every gap and weakness caused by her confusion to rip past the shrill alarms in her own head. The mention of Halo only makes confuses her further. Remi is skipping between topics that have zero correlation, but his heart - his heart isn't lying, and she doesn't know what that means.
Gods fuck her sideways though, because she trusts him. It's why she'd called him to the boat in the first place. Claws recede into blunt human formations, but the pressure of electricity in the air never dims. An empty threat of bodily harm given their power difference, but Hotaru doesn't need to defeat him - only escape.
You attacked me over our daughter's sleeping body, you are taking me somewhere against my will, and speaking in tongues about Sunjata, Halo, and insisting I'm injured - but you expect me to believe you're of sound mind?! Thunder rolls faintly overhead. Will her magic even recognize him as an enemy if she calls it down upon them both? She thrusts her own emotions back into his face; betrayal, inadequacy, and fear and love so intertwined they beat as one. Tell me what this is then. Tell me now, she snarls, lightning faintly lighting up the night overhead. She'll take them both down into the ocean if she has to. This is the last measure of her trust in him that she can afford - at least until she realizes exactly what it is he's planning.
Those who don't know they're sick would never presume to be candidates for a cure.
Gods fuck her sideways though, because she trusts him. It's why she'd called him to the boat in the first place. Claws recede into blunt human formations, but the pressure of electricity in the air never dims. An empty threat of bodily harm given their power difference, but Hotaru doesn't need to defeat him - only escape.
You attacked me over our daughter's sleeping body, you are taking me somewhere against my will, and speaking in tongues about Sunjata, Halo, and insisting I'm injured - but you expect me to believe you're of sound mind?! Thunder rolls faintly overhead. Will her magic even recognize him as an enemy if she calls it down upon them both? She thrusts her own emotions back into his face; betrayal, inadequacy, and fear and love so intertwined they beat as one. Tell me what this is then. Tell me now, she snarls, lightning faintly lighting up the night overhead. She'll take them both down into the ocean if she has to. This is the last measure of her trust in him that she can afford - at least until she realizes exactly what it is he's planning.
Those who don't know they're sick would never presume to be candidates for a cure.
singing "Baby come home" in a melody of tears
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
