[The next moments are like a blur, figuratively and literally. She can feel her blood turn to ice in her veins when the blade finds Lance’s throat, and her voice in her own head is just a mantra of no, no, no, no, please, anything but this-
But she’s powerless. Just like so many times before. Powerless to save her people, powerless to stop this from happening. Her vision swims as Lance’s form drops to the floor, and she’s numb, staring at him, even as she can feel herself picked up off of the ground, dragged to the center of the room. It’s not until there’s fingers in her hair, dragging her head back, that her eyes finally focus on a pair of reptilian eyes.
There’s a scream as she fights back with everything she has, vengeance burning in her eyes, but it ends the same way. With a flash of a blade, and a white hot pain, epithets dying on her lips as the color drains from her face.
It’s only moments later that her eyes flash open, and it’s no longer the execution chamber, but the cell. And his face.]
Lance-! [Her voice cracks and there’s already tears at the edge of her vision. The chains behind her back rattle as she instinctively goes to try and wrap her arms around him, but all she manages is to lean her shoulder into him, face against his shoulder.] I'm sorry- I couldn't-
[Give her a moment, she'll start breaking chains in a tick.]
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But she’s powerless. Just like so many times before. Powerless to save her people, powerless to stop this from happening. Her vision swims as Lance’s form drops to the floor, and she’s numb, staring at him, even as she can feel herself picked up off of the ground, dragged to the center of the room. It’s not until there’s fingers in her hair, dragging her head back, that her eyes finally focus on a pair of reptilian eyes.
There’s a scream as she fights back with everything she has, vengeance burning in her eyes, but it ends the same way. With a flash of a blade, and a white hot pain, epithets dying on her lips as the color drains from her face.
It’s only moments later that her eyes flash open, and it’s no longer the execution chamber, but the cell. And his face.]
Lance-! [Her voice cracks and there’s already tears at the edge of her vision. The chains behind her back rattle as she instinctively goes to try and wrap her arms around him, but all she manages is to lean her shoulder into him, face against his shoulder.] I'm sorry- I couldn't-
[Give her a moment, she'll start breaking chains in a tick.]