( he might not recognize her voice, but she certainly recognizes his. almost immediately, she ducks behind a barely standing counter, eyes wide. fuck.
what was he even doing here? shouldn't he be out fighting whatever moron decided to collapse a building or something? why did she even say anything-- where could she go in all of this? the instability of everything was too much of a threat for her to try to work her powers- more load-bearing supports might break, there could be oil or something that could ignite, and wasn't that smoke she smeled in the distance?
leaning her back against one of the counter cupboards, she put her face in her hands- this was a nightmare. hero on one side, a disaster her presence would only make worse on the other. how was she going to get out of this? )
no subject
what was he even doing here? shouldn't he be out fighting whatever moron decided to collapse a building or something? why did she even say anything-- where could she go in all of this? the instability of everything was too much of a threat for her to try to work her powers- more load-bearing supports might break, there could be oil or something that could ignite, and wasn't that smoke she smeled in the distance?
leaning her back against one of the counter cupboards, she put her face in her hands- this was a nightmare. hero on one side, a disaster her presence would only make worse on the other. how was she going to get out of this? )