[She means to try and clarify, she does. She has to tell him that she will hurt them if she isn't stopped, that yes, perhaps when she has the luxury of time she will take only what little is required, but if needed, she would just as easily slit their throats and take their lifeblood instead. It wouldn't mean a thing to her, they'd be simply tools to pay off her obeisance-
But thinking of it floods her fractured memory with the Heaven's Gate War and its aftermath both. The young girl in that village outside San Paolo. The boy in the field on the way back from the MI6 job. Laura's children, tugging on her apron springs and begging her to put more dried fruit in the cozonac. All she wanted to do was live quietly. She didn't want to hurt anyone again, let alone-
The sludge fills her mouth.
She chokes, even with Kaeya's kindly attention, his hand rubbing between her bony shoulders.
The call of her contract pulses stronger, stronger in her eyes as the Kenoma seizes it's chance and slips into the cracks of her heart, settling, seizing, rooting... and the Lancelnopt Synchrotron radiation flickering around her body and deep crimson in her eyes... suddenly stops flickering. For a moment, it holds...
And then it dissipates. Along with it, the woman's body sags where she had been retching over the side of the stone slab, her body limp and her face turned to the floor, mostly hidden by the mess of unkempt red hair.
She's still breathing, but... Had she lost consciousness?]
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But thinking of it floods her fractured memory with the Heaven's Gate War and its aftermath both. The young girl in that village outside San Paolo. The boy in the field on the way back from the MI6 job. Laura's children, tugging on her apron springs and begging her to put more dried fruit in the cozonac. All she wanted to do was live quietly. She didn't want to hurt anyone again, let alone-
The sludge fills her mouth.
She chokes, even with Kaeya's kindly attention, his hand rubbing between her bony shoulders.
The call of her contract pulses stronger, stronger in her eyes as the Kenoma seizes it's chance and slips into the cracks of her heart, settling, seizing, rooting... and the Lancelnopt Synchrotron radiation flickering around her body and deep crimson in her eyes... suddenly stops flickering. For a moment, it holds...
And then it dissipates. Along with it, the woman's body sags where she had been retching over the side of the stone slab, her body limp and her face turned to the floor, mostly hidden by the mess of unkempt red hair.
She's still breathing, but... Had she lost consciousness?]