[ there's no denying it. powder. her eyes are - different somehow, normally so soft and doe-like but now that vivid and startled red-pink that vi doesn't recognize, right away, but it's her all the same. that face, she could never forget that face, especially after having run into her again. if only so briefly. the words climb up into her mind again, and into her throat, and she doesn't even know what to say. doesn't know what she could possibly ever say. it didn't seem to be the right words, before, standing in the mist, in the loneliness, with the flare burned out and the fire lights waiting.
maybe that's why she runs. slips away from that grip and turns to run, her bright blue braids whipping behind her like the trail off a fired bullet. vi takes a moment to process it before she's running, too, muscling her way through the crowd, through the press of bodies, and while she's not as small and slick as powder might be, when she wants people to move? they move. ]
Powder, wait! Come back! [ the words that have echoed around inside of her head so many times before. that were painted on the inside of the prison cell, when she was locked there all those years. powder, come back, i didn't mean it. this isn't even a second chance, it's a third, and she needs it. needs to not fuck it up. ] It's me, it's Violet! We can talk about this!
[ don't make her tackle you, powder. she will if she has to. if she can. ]
trauma and disaster incoming...
maybe that's why she runs. slips away from that grip and turns to run, her bright blue braids whipping behind her like the trail off a fired bullet. vi takes a moment to process it before she's running, too, muscling her way through the crowd, through the press of bodies, and while she's not as small and slick as powder might be, when she wants people to move? they move. ]
Powder, wait! Come back! [ the words that have echoed around inside of her head so many times before. that were painted on the inside of the prison cell, when she was locked there all those years. powder, come back, i didn't mean it. this isn't even a second chance, it's a third, and she needs it. needs to not fuck it up. ] It's me, it's Violet! We can talk about this!
[ don't make her tackle you, powder. she will if she has to. if she can. ]