[Willow grins as the lightning strikes - it's about damn time she find something this kid couldn't escape so easily. It doesn't get any screams, which certainly would have been satisfying, but at least it shuts them up.
It's already been clear that Chara isn't an ordinary child, but her face warping, and melting into black tar sure isn't what she expected. It's absolutely horrifying and a little intriguing at the same time - What is this? Some kind of possession or something? Does it matter? She's got them right where she wants them, and she's pretty sure she can just shock them to death.
Until suddenly, alarmingly, Chara is right in front of her again with that horrible knife raised again. She reaches for a spell to throw a barrier up between them. It's a last ditch effort that she knows will buy her only a moment, but it doesn't matter. The child - no, the monster - with the knife is faster.
There's a sharp pained cry that cuts off as the knife slips between her ribs to puncture a lung and rob her of her breath.
Willow sinks to her knees in the sand as the blood flows freely from the wound, and she turns her focus inward, to slow her heartrate, slow her breathing. To survival. It was a mistake, underestimating them. Perhaps a fatal one, but she hadn't seen the kid fight before. Only murder.
Oscar is dead. Oscar is dead after she said she would have his back. She might not be able to kill Chara, but she may still be able to hurt her.]
Tougher than I thought... Still... still got a couple tricks up my sleeve, though.
[With no moon in sight, the blood that spills between her fingers is red instead of pale, but the instinct is still the same. She lifts her gaze to meet Chara's eyes - or where their eyes were before the lightning attack, and she shifts her focus to their emotions. The manipulation is subtle - it doesn't even require an incantation to inflict an unexplainable, intense feeling of terror on them.]
cw: blood
It's already been clear that Chara isn't an ordinary child, but her face warping, and melting into black tar sure isn't what she expected. It's absolutely horrifying and a little intriguing at the same time - What is this? Some kind of possession or something? Does it matter? She's got them right where she wants them, and she's pretty sure she can just shock them to death.
Until suddenly, alarmingly, Chara is right in front of her again with that horrible knife raised again. She reaches for a spell to throw a barrier up between them. It's a last ditch effort that she knows will buy her only a moment, but it doesn't matter. The child - no, the monster - with the knife is faster.
There's a sharp pained cry that cuts off as the knife slips between her ribs to puncture a lung and rob her of her breath.
Willow sinks to her knees in the sand as the blood flows freely from the wound, and she turns her focus inward, to slow her heartrate, slow her breathing. To survival. It was a mistake, underestimating them. Perhaps a fatal one, but she hadn't seen the kid fight before. Only murder.
Oscar is dead. Oscar is dead after she said she would have his back. She might not be able to kill Chara, but she may still be able to hurt her.]
Tougher than I thought... Still... still got a couple tricks up my sleeve, though.
[With no moon in sight, the blood that spills between her fingers is red instead of pale, but the instinct is still the same. She lifts her gaze to meet Chara's eyes - or where their eyes were before the lightning attack, and she shifts her focus to their emotions. The manipulation is subtle - it doesn't even require an incantation to inflict an unexplainable, intense feeling of terror on them.]