The voice tipped him off; waiting nearby, apparently. When he got close enough, he saw her as a dark smudge amidst the mist, and closer still, he recognized her hair and her build, despite the very gay outfit she had on. And a big old staff thing, too?
Reid’s sensibilities were just about to make a snarky comment concerning the presence of more corny weirdness, but the yelling and the whisper of base instinct (danger, watch out, definitely magic) didn’t give him a chance. His own magic flared in response, eyes bleeding black--oh, hell no, what did they think he was, some kind of pussy?
Power, always at the ready, choked in his veins as Senna threw herself on him, knocking him aside.
“Fuck!” he spat, landing made even more awkward when he tried to catch himself. The attack hissed past somewhere above him; so close, it made his skin stung, his lips freeze dry. But still, thwarted Power was burning him from the inside out. “Fuck!” he cursed again, getting back to his feet. “I could have fucking handled that!”
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Reid’s sensibilities were just about to make a snarky comment concerning the presence of more corny weirdness, but the yelling and the whisper of base instinct (danger, watch out, definitely magic) didn’t give him a chance. His own magic flared in response, eyes bleeding black--oh, hell no, what did they think he was, some kind of pussy?
Power, always at the ready, choked in his veins as Senna threw herself on him, knocking him aside.
“Fuck!” he spat, landing made even more awkward when he tried to catch himself. The attack hissed past somewhere above him; so close, it made his skin stung, his lips freeze dry. But still, thwarted Power was burning him from the inside out. “Fuck!” he cursed again, getting back to his feet. “I could have fucking handled that!”