[ you all think you're so witty. grunting another painful-sounding laugh, petering out quickly without breath to round it out, she palms at the arm curving her throat. there he is, muttering into her ear... she didn't expect it, but he's really getting her going!
the corners of her vision are beginning to pulse and blur. there's fire in her chest. she lists slightly in his grip, tail writhing, but it's not enough. he is too much for her to fight the way she wants, tooth and nail, like a monster fights, when she can't even take a breath. ]
...with me... won't you...?
[ but what she can do is force her arm... up, and she can let it—and the kanabo she's still clutching onto—swing back down like a pendulum. just in case she might bust a knee in sideways while she's at it.
[ He doesn't realize her gamble until a split second too late. She lets gravity power her swing, and though Alec tries in the last moment to shuffle away, the weapon does come into contact with his leg. Shit fucking hurts, but as ever, his tricks spare him from the worst. The kanabo catches on the fabric of his jeans, breaks skin, but bones don't cunch like they should. The joint doesn't cave.
He hisses through his teeth and his invisibility gutters out, his form flickering back into being. His grip on her, however, stays solid. In fact, he pulls his arm against her throat a little tighter, jostling her as the magic etched onto his arm continues to deny air entry into her lungs. ]
[ Even when she goes limp, he holds on for a moment or two longer, and when he's certain it's not a ruse, he just... lets her go. Lets her fall to the ground like a heap of bricks.
He steps over her, wobbly, and limps into the library to get to his nearest portal. Fuck this and fuck her. ]
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the corners of her vision are beginning to pulse and blur. there's fire in her chest. she lists slightly in his grip, tail writhing, but it's not enough. he is too much for her to fight the way she wants, tooth and nail, like a monster fights, when she can't even take a breath. ]
...with me... won't you...?
[ but what she can do is force her arm... up, and she can let it—and the kanabo she's still clutching onto—swing back down like a pendulum. just in case she might bust a knee in sideways while she's at it.
this is her last chance. ]
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He hisses through his teeth and his invisibility gutters out, his form flickering back into being. His grip on her, however, stays solid. In fact, he pulls his arm against her throat a little tighter, jostling her as the magic etched onto his arm continues to deny air entry into her lungs. ]
I said take a nap.
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and she can't. she's fading fast. a thud as the kanabo falls from her fingers. her tail unravels from his arm next.
each heartbeat blisters in her ears, painful. ]
H-Hhhah.
[ and down she goes. oh, yes. she'll remember you. ]
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He steps over her, wobbly, and limps into the library to get to his nearest portal. Fuck this and fuck her. ]