by Nailah Weaver » Tue Nov 05, 2019 7:15 am
Nailah is pacing around the couch in the common room, smartphone held up to her ear. Her tail is swishing around behind her and every once in a while her wings rustle and shift as if she's moments from taking off.
"It's not...
"No, I'm..."
"He would've killed you if I hadn't been there!"
"That's not fair!"
"No, Dad, no one is making me do anything. I'm just not gonna hide and let bad things happen. He would have blown up so many people if I hadn't stopped him and now he's in prison and everyone is safer for it."
"It was just a broken bone..."
"..."
"I love you too, but I'm not going to stop, okay? I'm good at it! I'm helping people."
"I'm hanging up now." she sniffs, trying to sound decisive but instead coming off small and chided.
She lowers her hand holding the phone, shaking a little and finally hurling the phone into the couch with a frustrated "Gosh darnit!" And when the phone bounces back from the excessive force and bouncing at an unfortunate angle her hand shoots out to barely catch it out of the air before it can go sailing past her and slam into the wall. She wants to feel awesome but she mostly just startled herself with the move, breathing a little too hard, frozen in the moment as a pulsing headache traces the cracks and angles of a broken phone-screen reflecting the numerous scenarios of how the glass shattered through her mind, edges sharp and painful to dwell on for too long. She lets out a second, much softer "Darnit..." as she spins around slowly and lets herself fall backwards into the couch cushions.
((open))