[ quiet, as if she were considering it. but it's only disbelief. there's not an ounce of her that would ever go near him, willingly. he had done this. he was responsible. (she did this. she is responsible. she will reconcile these thoughts later, alone, when he is not so loud.)
the crackle of flames fills a silence between them just before she charges him with another yell. this time, she grabs a weapon from a strewn corpse on the way, a dagger pulled from the boot of a boy who she used to sit beside during clan meetings. did he remember her name? did he blame her when he died?
she strikes at the kossian with it — brings it from the side that his blood-smeared helmet visor will obscure his vision, maybe give her a little edge. ]
no subject
[ quiet, as if she were considering it. but it's only disbelief. there's not an ounce of her that would ever go near him, willingly. he had done this. he was responsible. (she did this. she is responsible. she will reconcile these thoughts later, alone, when he is not so loud.)
the crackle of flames fills a silence between them just before she charges him with another yell. this time, she grabs a weapon from a strewn corpse on the way, a dagger pulled from the boot of a boy who she used to sit beside during clan meetings. did he remember her name? did he blame her when he died?
she strikes at the kossian with it — brings it from the side that his blood-smeared helmet visor will obscure his vision, maybe give her a little edge. ]