// So go and pitch your fit, no one gives a shit //
She can see it as it begins to flare from the ground up toward her, Caly shifts course, spiraling away just in time for it to nick one of her tail feathers leaving it in a stream of smoke behind her as the sunstreak whirls away – her fake sparks blending in with the heat of the fire almost as though it’s a part of them and not her own.
Trying to calculate how better to use this upward swing, she dives toward Deimos’ back now, sweeping up and careening back with talons outstretched, trying to snag the collar of the Sword. She isn’t anticipating that she’ll manage it with the awareness that Deimos has over his surroundings, but it’s worth a shot anyway. She has to at least try.
3/4
Trying to calculate how better to use this upward swing, she dives toward Deimos’ back now, sweeping up and careening back with talons outstretched, trying to snag the collar of the Sword. She isn’t anticipating that she’ll manage it with the awareness that Deimos has over his surroundings, but it’s worth a shot anyway. She has to at least try.
3/4
Calypso
// Better off if you just get over it //
