05-03-2014, 09:09 AM
Her dark gaze followed across the tracks. Though her expression was grim she said nothing, inwardly quashing the desire to do something with the sombre - and necessary - knowledge that she could not. She did not police the behaviour of humans, and this aggressor appeared nothing but. Without contrary evidence she had no excuse. And the fact was it was unwise to tangle herself in these affairs, to set a precedent for herself; but she shifted her stance anyway, to better see, and calculate the assembly of threads that might help scare the attacker off. Strict measures of control never allowed her to touch the light. Inside her coat pocket, she touched her Wallet instead. Resigned herself to calling the police.
Beside her Connor yelled. And then he jumped.
He jumped.
Tehya stiffened. For a second her eyes flared wide -- stunned by the sheer idiocy -- but her brows soon tumbled down into a frown as she watched him running across the tracks. For all stupidity she might have blindly followed but for the sudden rumble from the tunnel. Her heart beat hard, beckoning the fall into light. The Spirits chittered in her ears, begging her to let them help - though she wasn't even sure how they could. She couldn't stop a train. Adrenaline rushed the blood through her veins, urging her to move - to do something. - but only took her to the edge of the platform. Her jaw was set so tight she might have cracked every tooth in her head.
Then the train rushed in and blocked her view.
"Why did he do that?" Anger cut the words, and though she was talking to Elias she did not expect an answer. Or if so, not a kind one. The impotence burdened her; her hands were fists in her pockets. She wanted to fill herself with power to bursting, to keen every sense like it might pierce the behemoth of the train, and let her see beyond it. Connor was stranded on the other platform.
Beside her Connor yelled. And then he jumped.
He jumped.
Tehya stiffened. For a second her eyes flared wide -- stunned by the sheer idiocy -- but her brows soon tumbled down into a frown as she watched him running across the tracks. For all stupidity she might have blindly followed but for the sudden rumble from the tunnel. Her heart beat hard, beckoning the fall into light. The Spirits chittered in her ears, begging her to let them help - though she wasn't even sure how they could. She couldn't stop a train. Adrenaline rushed the blood through her veins, urging her to move - to do something. - but only took her to the edge of the platform. Her jaw was set so tight she might have cracked every tooth in her head.
Then the train rushed in and blocked her view.
"Why did he do that?" Anger cut the words, and though she was talking to Elias she did not expect an answer. Or if so, not a kind one. The impotence burdened her; her hands were fists in her pockets. She wanted to fill herself with power to bursting, to keen every sense like it might pierce the behemoth of the train, and let her see beyond it. Connor was stranded on the other platform.