[ oh, this is actually a nightmare. this is the one person he would not be able to defend himself from - physically or emotionally. the woman whirls on him, and the moon rage burns brightly in her eyes, sends something terrified and full of dread down his spine. this is not the end he wanted for her.
fight back, siffrin says. haha... ]
No - no, Feixiao. Listen to me. [ he says, sharply, trying to snap her out of it, but of course, his words fall on deaf ears. she is lost to him. his purpose, feral in front of him, everything she never wanted to be.
he tries her name one more time, but it's useless - she sinks her fangs into him and there's panic in the response, a trauma that he doesn't even fucking remember in this universe. it's disorienting, and he lets out a strangled sound of pain as he instinctively tries to yank her teeth out of his shoulder. bloodwine, he thinks, nonsensically, as he stumbles, dropping the screwdriver.
his instinct, as ever, is to hold onto her. so he does. he tries to grab for her wrists, to stop her. he can't hurt her. he can't. ]
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fight back, siffrin says. haha... ]
No - no, Feixiao. Listen to me. [ he says, sharply, trying to snap her out of it, but of course, his words fall on deaf ears. she is lost to him. his purpose, feral in front of him, everything she never wanted to be.
he tries her name one more time, but it's useless - she sinks her fangs into him and there's panic in the response, a trauma that he doesn't even fucking remember in this universe. it's disorienting, and he lets out a strangled sound of pain as he instinctively tries to yank her teeth out of his shoulder. bloodwine, he thinks, nonsensically, as he stumbles, dropping the screwdriver.
his instinct, as ever, is to hold onto her. so he does. he tries to grab for her wrists, to stop her. he can't hurt her. he can't. ]