[ What the actual shit is Bradbury's first thought, until the panic kicks in; he didn't watch that stupid movie for nothing, and all he knows is that being touched by Ivy is bad. He's too slow or he's too late. Even as his hand drops onto her shoulder and he shoves himself backwards (not even thinking to use his powers; the sudden panic of the moment gets to him before he can remember he has any) he can feel his body start to seize. His muscles lose their coordination as he takes one stumbling step backwards, making him collapse onto his hands and knees, doubling up with pain. ]
What did you-- [ He's cut off by his own retching, though his stomach is thankfully empty and nothing comes up but air and bile. But he hasn't forgotten about the other two off to the side, or the kid calling her out. He wants to tell them to run and quit pissing the bitch off, but right now he jut can't find the air. ]
no subject
What did you-- [ He's cut off by his own retching, though his stomach is thankfully empty and nothing comes up but air and bile. But he hasn't forgotten about the other two off to the side, or the kid calling her out. He wants to tell them to run and quit pissing the bitch off, but right now he jut can't find the air. ]