What? Nah. I don't give a damn who this guy is. He'll have to go through me.
( that's the immediate answer that comes rolling out from her. she doesn't even have to think about it. she's not going to run. no, no way! she wouldn't be forced out of her home. nor would she and her family be intimidated! she'd stand her ground. she'd fight, she'd fight, she'd fight. she'd—
—run.
a primal part of her shrieks from within, echoing and vibrating through the very core of her being. it feels it rattle in her bones and electrify her veins. she doesn't know if it's the thought of physical confrontation with this figure or something else. she just knows that hunter is right: they need to leave.
they need to leave.
but she doesn't want to. she wants to stay right here, right in their home, right where they have been building their lives. this is where she needs to be. right here, RIGHT HERE.
she wouldn't lose this one too. she wouldn't lose again—
something cracks, nearly shatters. darkness bleeds into eda's sclera, blobbily overtaking her eyes like ink oozing out from a broken bottle.
eda lets go of her child then, all but shoving him away as feathers start to sprout along her skin in thin lines. )
cw: light body horror
( that's the immediate answer that comes rolling out from her. she doesn't even have to think about it. she's not going to run. no, no way! she wouldn't be forced out of her home. nor would she and her family be intimidated! she'd stand her ground. she'd fight, she'd fight, she'd fight. she'd—
—run.
a primal part of her shrieks from within, echoing and vibrating through the very core of her being. it feels it rattle in her bones and electrify her veins. she doesn't know if it's the thought of physical confrontation with this figure or something else. she just knows that hunter is right: they need to leave.
they need to leave.
but she doesn't want to. she wants to stay right here, right in their home, right where they have been building their lives. this is where she needs to be. right here, RIGHT HERE.
she wouldn't lose this one too. she wouldn't lose again—
something cracks, nearly shatters. darkness bleeds into eda's sclera, blobbily overtaking her eyes like ink oozing out from a broken bottle.
eda lets go of her child then, all but shoving him away as feathers start to sprout along her skin in thin lines. )
Go!