[kavinsky had retracted the whip because he's not an idiot. (sort of.) (he's an idiot, just not this sort of idiot.) he didn't want to be flailing around something snakelike and concussively powerful, accidentally shatter his own leg as he took off running. that would very much undermine his great escape, you see, and he is very fucking determined to get out of here, rejoin the gang with beers, gloat about his victory while totally outnumbered. but
change of plan. he winds up skidding to a stop, startled. for some reason, he hadn't thought a girl would try anything, not really. not even if she had superpowers. and certainly not the smallest girl of them all.
the faint shimmer of pain in the side of his neck tells him otherwise. he moves his eyes very slowly, and his head even slower. his hollow eyes tracking blue's face. she looks kind of mad. something to do with her friends sucking air like fish right now.] Sup, baby girl? [he croaks.]
SORRY FOR THE DELAY BURSTS BACK IN
change of plan. he winds up skidding to a stop, startled. for some reason, he hadn't thought a girl would try anything, not really. not even if she had superpowers. and certainly not the smallest girl of them all.
the faint shimmer of pain in the side of his neck tells him otherwise. he moves his eyes very slowly, and his head even slower. his hollow eyes tracking blue's face. she looks kind of mad. something to do with her friends sucking air like fish right now.] Sup, baby girl? [he croaks.]