[ For Maya, the whole thing happens in slow motion. She's fast- wicked fast- when she wants to be, and if she focuses her power, the whole world slows. Still, she wasn't expecting Peter to shove her out of the way and take the bolt himself. She has no time to react- no time to pull him out of the way, and god, the way he screams terrifies her.
For a brief, panicked moment, she wonders if she's lost him, but she still feels the tug of the binding they share because of the contract, she sees him look at her, something like relief on his face, before he collapses. She reaches out to catch him, pumping some healing magic into him as she lowers him to the ground. She'll have to fully heal him later- they don't have the luxury of time- but this should help the pain and eliminate any life-threatening damage.
When she looks up at Mordo, there is fire in her pale eyes. ]
You have signed your death warrant, wizard.
[ Her wings unfurl and she launches herself at him. He maybe a magical powerhouse, and he may have spells to counter her own magic, but he's no match for her speed and strength. Honestly, as much as she'd love to set him on fire, she'd take much more satisfaction out of killing him with her bare hands.
She doesn't give him enough time to call up another wind- the dance they do is quick and brutal, as she flits around him like a hummingbird, and he fires errant lightning bolt after lightning bolt, hitting storefronts and lampposts, and anything but the demon and her charge. His hood falls off at one point, revealing a greying man with a severe, joyless expression.
She feints one way, and he takes the bait. She comes up hard and fast on his other side, planting a hand on his face, and digging her fingers into the soft flesh of his cheeks. He screams. He screams as the acid of her magic begins to eat away at his face. He flails a hand at her, but she clamps her free hand down on his arm, his robes beginning to smoke as they're eaten away as well, and her magic bites into the flesh of his arm. He tries to cast a spell, something, anything, but he can't gather his mental faculties enough to even summon a breeze.
She kills him slowly by degrees, wings and tattoos bright and eyes wild. He screams as long as he can, until his face is eaten away, and all that escapes him is a sad, desperate gurgle, before he goes limp. With a bright flash of flame, she reduces the body to ash.
The town has gone dead quiet- no one dares peek out of their doors or windows, no one dares to breathe. The Siren walks over to where Peter lay, crouching and brushing a hand through his hair. ]
You are a damn fool, Peter Quill. [ She doesn't sound angry- in fact, there's genuine affection in her voice. Carefully as she can, she picks him up and dashes away, out of town and into the nearby forest. She takes him as far away as she can, finding an abandoned bear's den. She builds a fire for light and warmth, and begins the process of healing him. Stripping off his coat and shirt, she places her hand on his chest- the lightning left quite a mark, an ugly red burn left over by the electricity that had coursed through his veins, shaped rather like a lightning bolt itself. Blue light rolls through her tattoos like waves, flowing into his body and mending the damage. ]
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For a brief, panicked moment, she wonders if she's lost him, but she still feels the tug of the binding they share because of the contract, she sees him look at her, something like relief on his face, before he collapses. She reaches out to catch him, pumping some healing magic into him as she lowers him to the ground. She'll have to fully heal him later- they don't have the luxury of time- but this should help the pain and eliminate any life-threatening damage.
When she looks up at Mordo, there is fire in her pale eyes. ]
You have signed your death warrant, wizard.
[ Her wings unfurl and she launches herself at him. He maybe a magical powerhouse, and he may have spells to counter her own magic, but he's no match for her speed and strength. Honestly, as much as she'd love to set him on fire, she'd take much more satisfaction out of killing him with her bare hands.
She doesn't give him enough time to call up another wind- the dance they do is quick and brutal, as she flits around him like a hummingbird, and he fires errant lightning bolt after lightning bolt, hitting storefronts and lampposts, and anything but the demon and her charge. His hood falls off at one point, revealing a greying man with a severe, joyless expression.
She feints one way, and he takes the bait. She comes up hard and fast on his other side, planting a hand on his face, and digging her fingers into the soft flesh of his cheeks. He screams. He screams as the acid of her magic begins to eat away at his face. He flails a hand at her, but she clamps her free hand down on his arm, his robes beginning to smoke as they're eaten away as well, and her magic bites into the flesh of his arm. He tries to cast a spell, something, anything, but he can't gather his mental faculties enough to even summon a breeze.
She kills him slowly by degrees, wings and tattoos bright and eyes wild. He screams as long as he can, until his face is eaten away, and all that escapes him is a sad, desperate gurgle, before he goes limp. With a bright flash of flame, she reduces the body to ash.
The town has gone dead quiet- no one dares peek out of their doors or windows, no one dares to breathe. The Siren walks over to where Peter lay, crouching and brushing a hand through his hair. ]
You are a damn fool, Peter Quill. [ She doesn't sound angry- in fact, there's genuine affection in her voice. Carefully as she can, she picks him up and dashes away, out of town and into the nearby forest. She takes him as far away as she can, finding an abandoned bear's den. She builds a fire for light and warmth, and begins the process of healing him. Stripping off his coat and shirt, she places her hand on his chest- the lightning left quite a mark, an ugly red burn left over by the electricity that had coursed through his veins, shaped rather like a lightning bolt itself. Blue light rolls through her tattoos like waves, flowing into his body and mending the damage. ]