( Hr body is already beginning to complain as it tries to draw on a power that is simply no longer there — not like it used to be, at least — and she feels the remnants of it recede back within her even as she takes a step closer to him.
He matches her, only his powers are steadier. Benedikta would love nothing more than to rip him in half and leave him to the crows, but she can't. He took that ability from her, and Garuda has not seen fit to wholly return. It's with that thought in mind that she lowers her gaze to Clive's chest and raises a hand, her palm facing towards his heart: )
... Give her back.
( Benedikta doesn't care that they're making a scene, she has to try.)
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Shut up.
( Hr body is already beginning to complain as it tries to draw on a power that is simply no longer there — not like it used to be, at least — and she feels the remnants of it recede back within her even as she takes a step closer to him.
He matches her, only his powers are steadier. Benedikta would love nothing more than to rip him in half and leave him to the crows, but she can't. He took that ability from her, and Garuda has not seen fit to wholly return. It's with that thought in mind that she lowers her gaze to Clive's chest and raises a hand, her palm facing towards his heart: )
... Give her back.
( Benedikta doesn't care that they're making a scene, she has to try. )
Give her back to me.