Lex
She / Her
28
January 2
Goldenrod City
Bi
Thief
Ex-Rocket Beast
Going to hell cause it feels like heaven.
Booty Raiders
POSTED ON Jul 3, 2021 3:26:56 GMT
Finding Lex beneath the fury would prove to be a difficult task. It’s consumed her at this point. Through his curt command, she’s been reduced to nothing more than a subordinate by the man she loves, she trusts. It hurts. She asks because that’s all she knows. It’s what she’s been taught: if she steps out of line, suffering is the consequence. Emotional, physical, it doesn’t matter. Suffering is one and the same. If she disobeyed Killian, what would he do?
He steps closer, she flinches at his touch. It’s an attempt to pull her hand away but he squeezes, and his grip is firm. It’s jarring, at first. She doesn’t want to be touched, trapped, she wants to be free. She takes a sharp breath, a step back, but she remains in his grip. The longer his warmth lingers on her hand, the harder it becomes to pull away. She stops and looks around like he asks.
She sees a man, bloodied, in pain, forcibly held up by the Gardevoir’s Psychic. There’s shattered glass, unnecessary violence. In Killian’s eyes she sees fear, pain, and perhaps a hint of desperation. She recognizes it as the look she’d given him when he was lost, “I – I-,” she stutters, shaking her head. Her amber eyes quickly leave his, she can’t look at him anymore. It’s a sudden, oppressive weight of shame that crushes her.
She tries one more time to pull her hand away. It’s for a different reason: she doesn’t deserve his comfort, “I’m sorry,” she exhales, quietly.
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