There's so fucking much happening, she can hear it start before she feels a familiar ping in her head. Call of Chaos. Shit, she did not want to lose control here. They were so fucking close. Breathe Glitch Breathe. She just needed to focus, right? The emotion would blow over just like it had with him. Or did she really just need to kill a few things for it to get out of her system? Slipping away from a team would be hard, and she needed to talk to Falcon. She needed to give him an external log to check against his internal one. He'd be able to see that soon. She hit her keyboard, bringing a bit of a sting to her hand to keep her focused on the little bar that moved. It seemed to crawl and crawl and, it just wasn't fucking fast enough. The heat rising from her anger. Shit when did it feel like this? She was much more used to the exhilarating feel that he gave her, not this shit. She's never fucking being on a team again. She'd handle whatever Ren had going on, on her own.
Someone, no two, disappeared off her screen, they weren’t dead, not yet. She can read dead bodies fine. This wasn’t it. It was like they teleported away, that might have actually happened. If the damn bird hadn’t covered her eyes then she could fucking actually give them a little bit of help and back up. If it wasn’t for the fact she didn’t think anyone else could handle this on their own then she’d be one of the first on the line to fight this fucking bot. Fuck him. Fuck Shido.
The next thing she felt was a hit to her. To her. She heard Ren losing it, but barred her teeth, shooting a warning shot out in whichever direction the hit came from, watching her screen to make sure she didn't shoot anyone. It would be a pain to have to heal them at this point. She really didn’t want that to happen right now. Not when she didn’t know that she would heal them.
When did she start laughing? Why was it all her ears could hear? Who the fuck cared? She was tired of playing nice, tired of trying to appease to their ideals, Ren fucking knew how much of a monster she was, Crow heard about some of it, it wasn't like she had really any opinions about the others. She noticed some hit on Ren, it wasn't a spell or anything, probably him punching someone, but damn that fucking made her more pissed.
She was so close to hitting the pause download button, letting his systems overwhelm each other, forcing him to shut down. She wanted to. She wanted to tear him apart. Damn the part of her that cared for anyone with her brother's face. If he hadn't share it, if he had shared Ren's. She wouldn't fucking care, but no he was made in Goro's image. It was a foolproof method against her. She might deck Goro for causing this fucking weakness. If it wasn’t for that she could have handled things on her own long ago. She would have made a different plan and make Shido on his fucking knees begging for a quick death, but he didn’t deserve it. That’s the luxury their mothers had gotten. One shot and it was over.
All of their problems were that man. She should have taken the shot when she had that chance. This might be a stupid decision but she needed to fucking see. So she dropped down, leaving her persona attached to him, gun and knife drawn.
“Get your hands off my god damn brother, Crow!” Her grip tightened on her knife, her personal choice of weaponry.
yeah, their mothers' deaths mentioned
Someone, no two, disappeared off her screen, they weren’t dead, not yet. She can read dead bodies fine. This wasn’t it. It was like they teleported away, that might have actually happened. If the damn bird hadn’t covered her eyes then she could fucking actually give them a little bit of help and back up. If it wasn’t for the fact she didn’t think anyone else could handle this on their own then she’d be one of the first on the line to fight this fucking bot. Fuck him. Fuck Shido.
The next thing she felt was a hit to her. To her. She heard Ren losing it, but barred her teeth, shooting a warning shot out in whichever direction the hit came from, watching her screen to make sure she didn't shoot anyone. It would be a pain to have to heal them at this point. She really didn’t want that to happen right now. Not when she didn’t know that she would heal them.
When did she start laughing? Why was it all her ears could hear? Who the fuck cared? She was tired of playing nice, tired of trying to appease to their ideals, Ren fucking knew how much of a monster she was, Crow heard about some of it, it wasn't like she had really any opinions about the others. She noticed some hit on Ren, it wasn't a spell or anything, probably him punching someone, but damn that fucking made her more pissed.
She was so close to hitting the pause download button, letting his systems overwhelm each other, forcing him to shut down. She wanted to. She wanted to tear him apart. Damn the part of her that cared for anyone with her brother's face. If he hadn't share it, if he had shared Ren's. She wouldn't fucking care, but no he was made in Goro's image. It was a foolproof method against her. She might deck Goro for causing this fucking weakness. If it wasn’t for that she could have handled things on her own long ago. She would have made a different plan and make Shido on his fucking knees begging for a quick death, but he didn’t deserve it. That’s the luxury their mothers had gotten. One shot and it was over.
All of their problems were that man. She should have taken the shot when she had that chance. This might be a stupid decision but she needed to fucking see. So she dropped down, leaving her persona attached to him, gun and knife drawn.
“Get your hands off my god damn brother, Crow!” Her grip tightened on her knife, her personal choice of weaponry.