[ In an instant, he should become entirely, unavoidably aware that those were the wrong words to say to her; her eyes flash in warning, face hardening as her jaw clenches, and her touch on him plants hard enough for her to give him a firm shove, further out into the rain, even while she is close behind to assert herself into that space, blinking through the relentless storm that leaves her hair pasted down against her face in mere seconds. ]
I will always have a choice.
[ She bites out the words, a partial snap through her teeth, and her mind whirls, reels with this information that will undoubtedly hinder her designs for how to proceed — but she refuses to accept any outcome that removes her ability to take control over this, however slight.
Heedless in her barely restrained fury, she does not realize that the rain has begun to wear away at her clothing again, fabric dissolving to expose her skin — but she has clutched a hand in the front of his shirt, a tight fistful grasped as she uses that hold to either pull herself into him or urge him against her. Even in this moment, she remains uncertain, just that they seem primed to catapult into one another, two forces drawn towards collision. ]
I have had... too many... taken from me already. [ She knows she does not need to illuminate him on the truth she does not speak of now, her breath hastening as she shouts above the storm. ] I will not be denied another.
no subject
I will always have a choice.
[ She bites out the words, a partial snap through her teeth, and her mind whirls, reels with this information that will undoubtedly hinder her designs for how to proceed — but she refuses to accept any outcome that removes her ability to take control over this, however slight.
Heedless in her barely restrained fury, she does not realize that the rain has begun to wear away at her clothing again, fabric dissolving to expose her skin — but she has clutched a hand in the front of his shirt, a tight fistful grasped as she uses that hold to either pull herself into him or urge him against her. Even in this moment, she remains uncertain, just that they seem primed to catapult into one another, two forces drawn towards collision. ]
I have had... too many... taken from me already. [ She knows she does not need to illuminate him on the truth she does not speak of now, her breath hastening as she shouts above the storm. ] I will not be denied another.