[ At the moment, sitting straight hurts. Feels her spine far too well, every movement it does, and it burns against the flesh. She gags in her own breath, pushing her arms between them, like trying to protect herself, shielding herself. Stop. Stop.
It settles, then, when Angel subdues for one second and she can gather her breath, shaking under her. Feels cold, feels hot, can barely hear what she is saying.
It is an effort to open her eyes to look at her. Red and wet, face too pale. She frowns, pitiful expression, looks small, looks lost. There is no symbiote in her anymore. Recovering from pain, from hurt, it isn't as easy when you are just human. Her hands grip against her shirt out of instinct, not sure if she wants to push her away or beg her to stop.
She would answer, but it's hard to form thoughts when there's agony screaming in your ears. Doesn't help it when Angel cuts into her skin with her powers and it shouldn't hurt as much, but it does. Parker gasps and whimpers in pain, this time trying to push her away because it hurts and she wants her to stop. Trembling under her as she halts, and Parker breath rattles alarmingly in her chest, fingers holding on to Angel's shirt.
And then does the one thing she shouldn't. She turns her face closer to Angel's. Shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't, but she can't help herself. Even through the hurt she inflicts. ]
Stop-- I can't-- [ Heart out of rhythm, mind swimming, she's only human, and it's getting to dangerous heights. ]
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It settles, then, when Angel subdues for one second and she can gather her breath, shaking under her. Feels cold, feels hot, can barely hear what she is saying.
It is an effort to open her eyes to look at her. Red and wet, face too pale. She frowns, pitiful expression, looks small, looks lost. There is no symbiote in her anymore. Recovering from pain, from hurt, it isn't as easy when you are just human. Her hands grip against her shirt out of instinct, not sure if she wants to push her away or beg her to stop.
She would answer, but it's hard to form thoughts when there's agony screaming in your ears. Doesn't help it when Angel cuts into her skin with her powers and it shouldn't hurt as much, but it does. Parker gasps and whimpers in pain, this time trying to push her away because it hurts and she wants her to stop. Trembling under her as she halts, and Parker breath rattles alarmingly in her chest, fingers holding on to Angel's shirt.
And then does the one thing she shouldn't. She turns her face closer to Angel's. Shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't, but she can't help herself. Even through the hurt she inflicts. ]
Stop-- I can't-- [ Heart out of rhythm, mind swimming, she's only human, and it's getting to dangerous heights. ]