Her head lifts between the pair. She shrinks back from the narrow entrance and its little ladder down. The motion’s made peculiar, awkward by its bearer; a crablike shuffle. Under other circumstances, the contrast might be funny.
"Stay back," Wren grits, from behind Inessa — her own hand reaching down to clamp on the girl’s shoulder. (Harder than she intends.) None of them are well-equipped to handle this, but Reed’s in the least danger at present.
"Stay back," Hayes croaks in echo. "Stay back, stay back. It’s worse. For mages, it’s,"
The thought grinds out into blank noise, and she lunges up. The motion's sudden, and halts itself as quickly. Still pressed to the corner, Hayes' neck twists unnaturally to regard Malcolm.
"They wouldn’t listen," She pleads. "She wouldn't let me stay. She lied to them, and they wouldn't listen to me. Please don’t. Don’t hurt them. You said they're safe, you have to keep them safe,”
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"Stay back," Wren grits, from behind Inessa — her own hand reaching down to clamp on the girl’s shoulder. (Harder than she intends.) None of them are well-equipped to handle this, but Reed’s in the least danger at present.
"Stay back," Hayes croaks in echo. "Stay back, stay back. It’s worse. For mages, it’s,"
The thought grinds out into blank noise, and she lunges up. The motion's sudden, and halts itself as quickly. Still pressed to the corner, Hayes' neck twists unnaturally to regard Malcolm.
"They wouldn’t listen," She pleads. "She wouldn't let me stay. She lied to them, and they wouldn't listen to me. Please don’t. Don’t hurt them. You said they're safe, you have to keep them safe,”