[ Did she get that reliability from nineteen years on the Ninth? She sure as fuck didn't get it from him. If there was ever any real possibility that Gideon was actually her dad he'd have to be a little concerned, because they have that same easy and dutiful willingness to be used. Battery up. For fuck's sake.
When he first makes the connection it's hard to be careful — she's so full of energy, and it feels right when he takes a little, even moreso than the burning sun of Alecto. Is this what all the others had had, in their cavaliers? Why Mercy still loved Cristabel after so much time?
But as much as he wants to metaphorically gulp down power, he doesn't use more than he needs to properly put himself to rights. If they encounter House's monster, or someone badly injured, he might need more, but for now he wants to be as gentle and considerate as possible. She isn't, after all, his cavalier. ]
Good stuff. Thanks. Let's go.
[ He won't actually ruffle her hair, but it's there in his voice, and he's not limping anymore. ]
[She's braced for it when it comes, the flayed-nerve ache of it, like someone's taken sandpaper to her soul. So it's a surprise, almost, when what she feels is...different. A needling sting at some place inside of her that she can't really name, a weird citrus-scouring that comes quick and cold and then gone again before she can fully process it. It's weird as hell, and not exactly a nice feeling-- but it's manageable.
She shakes herself - like a wolf shaking water from its pelt - but she doesn't miss so much as a step. Instead she's shouldering her bone-sword, focused on kicking some monster ass.]
On it.
[She'll stalk out into the corridor just a half-step behind him, watching his back but already poised to shove him behind her if she needs to.]
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When he first makes the connection it's hard to be careful — she's so full of energy, and it feels right when he takes a little, even moreso than the burning sun of Alecto. Is this what all the others had had, in their cavaliers? Why Mercy still loved Cristabel after so much time?
But as much as he wants to metaphorically gulp down power, he doesn't use more than he needs to properly put himself to rights. If they encounter House's monster, or someone badly injured, he might need more, but for now he wants to be as gentle and considerate as possible. She isn't, after all, his cavalier. ]
Good stuff. Thanks. Let's go.
[ He won't actually ruffle her hair, but it's there in his voice, and he's not limping anymore. ]
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She shakes herself - like a wolf shaking water from its pelt - but she doesn't miss so much as a step. Instead she's shouldering her bone-sword, focused on kicking some monster ass.]
On it.
[She'll stalk out into the corridor just a half-step behind him, watching his back but already poised to shove him behind her if she needs to.]