Date: 2014-08-26 07:51 pm (UTC)
mortemscintilla: ∅  What made you want to live this kind of life? (Hei - Eyes Glowing)
[ The ice is a white-hot shock encasing Hei's palms. Sluggish, his body seems trapped back at the moment he'd awoken to find Korra bleeding, a fly in the sticky web of retrospect. His mind too, is glued there, digging out from under the filmy, viscid swathes of denial and grief. ]

[ He watches Korra leap on Naga and take off. And he can feel his psyche responding to his unconscious wish for more time, for a few more precious seconds to decide what to do, trying to weigh his body down. Except he refuses to let it. It isn't even a decision as such, more a reflex honed by a lifetime of combat and killing. A reflex that had been delayed by his unaccustomed emotional state, but that now, as he recognizes the rashness of Korra's decision, snaps ferociously into place. ]

[ A searing volt melts the ice in a fraction of a second. It takes him a fraction more to leap to his feet, one hand already launching the spring-loaded wire under his sleeve. It tangles like a lasso around Korra's ankle. When he lets off the jag of electricity, it is a brilliant crackle -- non-lethal, but nonetheless effective. A K.O dose. ]

[ She'll be furious with him when she regains consciousness. But he can't afford to let her get away. ]
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