ʀᴏʙʙɪᴇ ʀᴇʏᴇs 💀 (ghostrider) wrote in themandalay, |
He watched her collide hard with the concrete, blood flowing from her nose, and he could hear how uneven her breathing was. He waited a moment to see if she would get up and continue fighting, or if he needed to knock her down again before he could return to the reason he'd been there in the first place. It looked as though she was beaten, however, judging by the way that she was struggling to remain conscious. An expression of pain crossed her face and something tugged inside him, an emotion that he didn't associate with himself but with his willing host. The way she continued to struggle despite everything made him feel some respect for her, but it made Robbie feel pain and guilt. Refusing to remain standing there and compromise their reason for having come here, he turned to go -- to head towards the carnage he'd created earlier and planned to continue. And then she spoke. She pleaded with him and it was that emotion in her voice that made him turn back, staring down at her. The expression on her face pulled at Robbie and he refused to continue the carnage, refused to pursue their vengeance. And with that decision made, Robbie took control once more; the flames engulfing his skull extinguished, the flesh regrowing over the scarred bone and returning his face to what it was before. He moved over to Daisy quickly, leaning down and helping her to stand. He placed her arm across his shoulders and wrapped his arm around her waist carefully, avoiding the places where he had punched her multiple times. "You shouldn't have come after me," he said, guilt lacing his voice. The expression on his face was conflicted, a mixture of anger at himself for what he'd done -- and guilt and regret over what he'd done to Daisy. |