REXANNA
i was born with a knife in one hand
Of fucking course. She zooms toward the Punking, fireball blazing and burning and blackening. She doesn’t see Sam, doesn’t know or notice as he blocks some of the vines. She’s too far into attacking and aiming her fire toward the base, hoping to burn it from the inside out. But something happens, and of course it does. The Punking rocks and rakes, edging and bouncing.
She doesn’t notice it before it seems to hop — sapphire gaze following it as though it’s like slow motion. Eyes shutter as it comes down and she’s too slow to do anything.
It lands and cracks and something breaks, a strange kind of sound. No pain, no thoughts other than what? and something leaks. She’s suddenly so glad she doesn’t have to breathe, so glad that there’s no pain. But she feels immobile, one arm and leg not moving (whether they’re pinned or broken she doesn’t know) but she manages through it to use her good hand to try and scrape away at the inside of the Punking.
She doesn’t have the ability to scream her frustrations, doesn’t have hardly anywhere to move. But she tries hard to scrape away, to dig herself out. She doesn’t plan on dying under a fucking pumpkin of all things.
She kind of tries to dig her way out of the pumpkin with one working arm :|
She doesn’t notice it before it seems to hop — sapphire gaze following it as though it’s like slow motion. Eyes shutter as it comes down and she’s too slow to do anything.
It lands and cracks and something breaks, a strange kind of sound. No pain, no thoughts other than what? and something leaks. She’s suddenly so glad she doesn’t have to breathe, so glad that there’s no pain. But she feels immobile, one arm and leg not moving (whether they’re pinned or broken she doesn’t know) but she manages through it to use her good hand to try and scrape away at the inside of the Punking.
She doesn’t have the ability to scream her frustrations, doesn’t have hardly anywhere to move. But she tries hard to scrape away, to dig herself out. She doesn’t plan on dying under a fucking pumpkin of all things.
She kind of tries to dig her way out of the pumpkin with one working arm :|
and a wound in the other
