[ jayce hadn't looked, but he'd felt it, only shifting further under viktor's grounding touch. the truth is stuck in his throat. it felt like . . . such a meaningful touch to recieive from the other that he couldn't let it slip free from him; jayce set his hand on top viktor's, and soft sparks fly between the connection. ]
We went in to neutralize the factory. Shut it down, to hit Silco where it hurt.
[ and give them a chance to do something about zaun. it was a step closer to coming to a truce, but jayce hadn't known the price, then, that that red-haired ginger boy would haunt every day of his life. ]
There were enemies, so I just . . . Started blasting. Destroying everything, and, [ he gestures, relinquishes his hold on viktor to do so. wordlessly, because the knot in his throat just became an uncomfortable lump. the source of the croak under the shiver of his voice and haunted gaze stuck on the grass their feet rest upon. ] I hit a kid in the middle. He couldn't have been older than twelve.
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We went in to neutralize the factory. Shut it down, to hit Silco where it hurt.
[ and give them a chance to do something about zaun. it was a step closer to coming to a truce, but jayce hadn't known the price, then, that that red-haired ginger boy would haunt every day of his life. ]
There were enemies, so I just . . . Started blasting. Destroying everything, and, [ he gestures, relinquishes his hold on viktor to do so. wordlessly, because the knot in his throat just became an uncomfortable lump. the source of the croak under the shiver of his voice and haunted gaze stuck on the grass their feet rest upon. ] I hit a kid in the middle. He couldn't have been older than twelve.