[ john's doing his best not to look at kavinsky right now, because he knows the kind of fear seeing his power in action inspires. it isn't the sort of awe that the kinder ones garner - the healing, the light play, the weather control and elemental manipulation. john's is something terrifying, and destructive in the way an earthquake or a tornado is.
kavinsky knows about grand central station, maybe even saw pictures of the rubble, but he wasn't there. he didn't feel the ground shake and the glass shatter, the people screaming and the dust that fogged the air after. he knows he's probably afraid of him right now. but better afraid than dead, and blue's gang hadn't looked like they were willing to take prisoners. ]
Do your friends really have time for you to worry about that?
[ a crack sounds out, and one of the girls jerks, a rasped, wheezes scream pulling from her, like the pained sound is a struggle just to get out. her arm now hangs at an awkward, unnatural angle. ]
shh paps u
kavinsky knows about grand central station, maybe even saw pictures of the rubble, but he wasn't there. he didn't feel the ground shake and the glass shatter, the people screaming and the dust that fogged the air after. he knows he's probably afraid of him right now. but better afraid than dead, and blue's gang hadn't looked like they were willing to take prisoners. ]
Do your friends really have time for you to worry about that?
[ a crack sounds out, and one of the girls jerks, a rasped, wheezes scream pulling from her, like the pained sound is a struggle just to get out. her arm now hangs at an awkward, unnatural angle. ]
Back off.