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Ella Claire Gainsborough {Beauty} (bookshelved) wrote in bellumlogs,

Ella didn't even have the time to scream, and by the time she had the wherewithal to panic, she was already being pulled into the darkness of the alley. Her vines were sluggish and slow to rise, thanks to the tea she'd been so busy crafting for the past weeks, and they barely managed to keep up with the speed which she was being pulled.

She knew, knew, knew that this was the doing of the anonymous poster, the one that had threatened her, the one who had set the building on her. Even if it wasn't them physically, it was because of the claims, because of the link being posted, because of everything.

She tried to kick, and she tried to bite his palm, and her teeth just managed to catch his skin and bite down hard enough to draw blood. Despite her fear, Ella had grown up hard, and she wasn't going to go without a fight, even if her fear was mounting fast enough to send the vines at his ankles faster - thin, paltry things, but there nonetheless.