hippolyta flynn has a pistol for a mouth (vexatiously) wrote in emillion, |
Fuck, shit, fuckity fuck. The shit had officially hit the fan, and Flynn knew, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that she wanted to be there to make sure it didn't get any worse. Shaking with impending adrenaline, she ran, faster than she could remember running in a long time, and spotted Toku from afar. He was hard to miss, generally, and no time was wasted as she sprinted for him, scythe strapped to her back and heart in her throat.
"Counc--" The word fell off her tongue faster than she could stop it, fizzling just as quickly. Who the fuck was that ahead of them? In the back of her mind, Asura shifted; the air was thick with darkness, and she sucked in an uncomfortable breath, moving to stand in front of Toku with her weapon in hand.
For as much as she hated being the accidental anti-hero, no fucking way she was letting an asshole hurt the council.