⌁ @1000liveslived || cont. ||
Lyn growled angrily as Syx pulled at her, making a loud noise of both pain and frustration, “Like fuck I’m a damn hero!” She bit out. His actions didn’t give her much time to find her own footing, stumbling a moment with it, the action forcing her to rely more heavily on his support to continue on.
“Ya need ta go, fuck tard,” she growled, glancing back as the people rounded the corner they just went around. She hissed, her eyes flashing crimson just before the entire opening was consumed in a curtain of black hell fire.
“Ha! Good thing too fuzz brain, you’d-” Syx grunted under her weight “-a horrible hero.”
“NOPE!” he shouted at the wall of fire appeared, “That is essential for the escape plan. Even if my damn tool went and got herself shot, I still need you,” he certainly wasn’t going to admit any sort of feelings toward the woman.
He blamed his biology. The sex had screwed everything up in his head. It was less that he’d stopped hating her and more that… he couldn’t picture his life without her a part of it. She was his now, for better or worse.
Tightening his arms around her side, Syx took a deep breath and readied himself, “Alright, buckle up and here we go!”
Dragging her with him, Syx took her good arm and wielded her finger like a gun, knowing full well that wasn’t how that worked but the guards didn’t. Pointing their hands at a hall to the side, he said, “Bang!”
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