And then he remembers himself, that this argument is happening in a fucking hallway, and all at once he shrinks back down with a sharp swish of his cape, and the distress is still extremely obvious but he's got his game face back on, even if his voice cracks.
"I cannot do this right now, Blitz, just- go, leave me alone!"
There's a flicker of raw power there, harmonics in the sound of Stolas' voice that hurt and put him on edge, waiting for the power to lash out at him... then it's gone just as quickly and he's bizarrely aware that he's not the hurt one here. He doesn't know what to do, and as Stolas snaps at him, Blitzø hesitates for just a moment before he turns on his heel and bolts down the hallway and away.
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arsegoetia) wrote2024-04-29 04:01 pm
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"I cannot do this right now, Blitz, just- go, leave me alone!"
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He is, after all, good at running it seems.