A legendary Pokémon...
She mouthed the words beneath her mask as she looked on, still shaking. Her brows furrowed as she looked towards Odette - no longer seeing a threat and a monster, but as someone calling for help beneath it all. But what she could do? She was just a human, just lying beneath the mask. She was...
She could see it. Plain as day, on everyone she’d seemingly grown friendly with. The panic had struck, and now they looked at her as expected: a monster.The whiplash form zero to what the fuck was a lot, enough to make Wallace's blood pressure drop and make him faint.
"Wallace!"
Winona caught him before he could hit the pavement. Slowly, he opened his eyes again.
“Amán,” he groaned, “can I just get a break for once?”
“No. Now there’s a scary dragon Pokémon.”
“Oh joy.”
Frankly, she wished she could say she was shocked; that it was the first time she’d encountered such reactions. But it wasn’t. This was well within the realm of probability. Exactly as expected, honestly.
It was just a multiverse game, but somehow it still hurt to know that even here, it’s still what she was. Wrath’s vessel. Just another unhinged monster.
She stiffened at the jab, and her violent eyes shot back over to Dave; almost as fast as that bullet had drilled into the grass."Maybe normal fucking human beings don't usually particularly want to kill anyone. What a concept."
“Well shockingly, and if it wasn’t painstakingly fucking obvious, I’m not a fucking normal human. What a batshit crazy concept as well, sir.”
Nonetheless, she nodded at his answers. “And cutting his head off would have been completely justified. Nuts, isn’t it?”He folded his arms. "Okay, I'll bite. Shithead who shot two kids. Shadow-clone of him in the interdimensional nonsense world had just shot another."
She pocketed the gun in a swift motion, not bothering to hide it again. Everyone knew she had it on her, so there was no point. Aiming her look back at Dorien, she snapped twice.
“I’m fine. You can come down now,” she said in a dark tone. Odile hissed defiantly, and Odette flicked her head over to her.
“I said come down now.”
Chuffing, Odile rolled her eyes, before shutting them. In a dimmer flash, she shrunk, and shrunk, and shrunk…until she was nothing more than a tumbleweed. With wings. She hovered over to Odette, and perched upon her head, then set her glare on Dorien.
Odette did the same, then pointed at him. “Don’t follow me.” With that, she walked away to sit in the shade of another booth.