i've got this feeling, and i've got this shovel
between me and you you're in a lot of trouble
between me and you you're in a lot of trouble
Whatever is going on inside his head, her magic doesn't bring him back - and now is when Hotaru begins to doubt. Had she been wrong about him all this time? Had something sinister been hiding beneath those boyish smiles and endearingly honest words? Had she been wrong again? Merely a fool believing in love - her eternal Achilles heel - only to be betrayed time and time again? In his blue eyes and golden hair she sees Thranduil, and it makes her sick to her stomach.
Enough to fumble her dodge as he lunges for her, the small room working against her as she knocks into the low coffee table when she tries to evade - and this time the dagger digs far deeper into her side between her lowest rib and her hip, making her shout with real pain this time. "Fuck! Stop!" Shoving George backward with both hands, she shoves past him and lunges for the door, throwing it open, mind racing.
Where should she go? She can't use her more powerful magics indoors without risking the House of Midnight, and though she knows Sunjata would rather she be safe, the idea of burning another precious construct of his keeps her powers firmly locked down. "Get Sunjata!" she shouts at the bouncer, the full force of queenly regality coming down like a hammer that sends him running for the stairs. Hotaru prays the Flood is up there, but he hadn't been when she'd been summoned and -
From behind she can hear George pursuing her, and Hotaru curses colorfully and runs for the entry door, spinning halfway to keep eye contact with the thief. If he diverts from his path, maybe there's a different reason for his behavior. But if he pursues only her...then maybe she can't deny it any longer.
Enough to fumble her dodge as he lunges for her, the small room working against her as she knocks into the low coffee table when she tries to evade - and this time the dagger digs far deeper into her side between her lowest rib and her hip, making her shout with real pain this time. "Fuck! Stop!" Shoving George backward with both hands, she shoves past him and lunges for the door, throwing it open, mind racing.
Where should she go? She can't use her more powerful magics indoors without risking the House of Midnight, and though she knows Sunjata would rather she be safe, the idea of burning another precious construct of his keeps her powers firmly locked down. "Get Sunjata!" she shouts at the bouncer, the full force of queenly regality coming down like a hammer that sends him running for the stairs. Hotaru prays the Flood is up there, but he hadn't been when she'd been summoned and -
From behind she can hear George pursuing her, and Hotaru curses colorfully and runs for the entry door, spinning halfway to keep eye contact with the thief. If he diverts from his path, maybe there's a different reason for his behavior. But if he pursues only her...then maybe she can't deny it any longer.
because it's not murder if i bury you alive
HOTARU
