08-25-2014, 11:04 PM
Marcus and the man helped Spectra down, though with perhaps more force than necessary. The platform she'd been on now hung askew. If they hadn't gotten to her very likely she would have rolled off out into empty space.
Her beautiful face contorted in rage and she directed her anger at her assistant. Marcus found it amusing that such a big man quelled so easily under her gaze. Curiously, goose bumps covered his arms again and the man reeled as if slapped. Marcus' eyes narrowed. She hadn't touched him. The man turned with a yell and hurried away.
Suddenly that terribly beautiful face turned, the full force of her fury now directed at him. Her voice was sharp. "Something else to say?"
Marcus looked at her impassively. Her rage was impressive, of course. But he had faced rage before, Ascendancy's most recently. What was more curious to him was what he apparently had witnessed. His mind churned as he processed what he had seen. Somehow her assistant had been struck without hands, very clearly at her direction from the the way both he and she had reacted. And yet he'd felt nothing. There was none of the tell-tale menace when another called upon the Force. Of course she was a woman. Up to now, the only Force users he'd known were men. Was it possible that for women it was different? He reminded himself again about making assumptions. Was Spectra Lin, beautiful queen of media, the object of lust for so many men and quite a few women, a Force user?
But she wanted an answer? Something else to say? Very well. He was irritated at her attitude and yet intrigued at the opportunity before him. "Something else? You mean in addition to 'are you ok?' Alright."
He stepped forward so that he was right in front of her. He looked into her eyes, letting her see the anger that always churned behind them. "You're welcome."
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 25 2014, 11:16 PM.
Her beautiful face contorted in rage and she directed her anger at her assistant. Marcus found it amusing that such a big man quelled so easily under her gaze. Curiously, goose bumps covered his arms again and the man reeled as if slapped. Marcus' eyes narrowed. She hadn't touched him. The man turned with a yell and hurried away.
Suddenly that terribly beautiful face turned, the full force of her fury now directed at him. Her voice was sharp. "Something else to say?"
Marcus looked at her impassively. Her rage was impressive, of course. But he had faced rage before, Ascendancy's most recently. What was more curious to him was what he apparently had witnessed. His mind churned as he processed what he had seen. Somehow her assistant had been struck without hands, very clearly at her direction from the the way both he and she had reacted. And yet he'd felt nothing. There was none of the tell-tale menace when another called upon the Force. Of course she was a woman. Up to now, the only Force users he'd known were men. Was it possible that for women it was different? He reminded himself again about making assumptions. Was Spectra Lin, beautiful queen of media, the object of lust for so many men and quite a few women, a Force user?
But she wanted an answer? Something else to say? Very well. He was irritated at her attitude and yet intrigued at the opportunity before him. "Something else? You mean in addition to 'are you ok?' Alright."
He stepped forward so that he was right in front of her. He looked into her eyes, letting her see the anger that always churned behind them. "You're welcome."
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Aug 25 2014, 11:16 PM.