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bound_lux ([info]bound_lux) wrote in [info]bound_rp,

A rather unladylike growl escaped her lips as emerald hues narrowed in his direction. He had the audacity to raise his voice at her when she might very well have saved both their lives? Some gratitude! Despite her tired limbs, Lux Warren had managed to find what strength she could to lash it back at him.

“Excuse me? If it weren’t for me, you could be dead right now! I think I deserve some appreciation here!”

Venom seeped from her lips as she ignored his growing tension. The air around them was sizzling with untapped energy. Mentally shaking her head she tried to wade off the dizziness bound to set in. While she hadn’t intended on revealing that particular ability to John, she had no choice. She might have run off to Boston, but she hadn’t run away from her path.

“Well it looks like we’re going nowhere fast then.”

She couldn’t shake the feeling of annoyance off, her ridged demeanor wasn’t the only clue to the fuming giant beside her. On unsteady feet, she forced herself to stand without any help using the crate to balance herself. Steady breaths would follow as her line of sight fell to the gravel beneath her feet. The petite brunette listened with a half ear, she couldn’t think straight for the moment. Long lashes fluttered closed momentarily as she composed herself, forcing herself to relax every muscle in her body.

“You’re right, we should go before someone decides to check out what all the noise was about.”

The last thing she ever wanted was to admit any weakness or to even reveal one in front of him. She might be able to cast spells, but any good witch knows one must prepare their bodies was the energy a spell could draw. It would just take some time…she could do this. She could walk away as if nothing bothered her. Unconsciously scrunching her nose, she forced herself to take the first step assuming that he would follow behind her.



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