Date: 2010-08-11 05:36 am (UTC)
She fought the contact. There were people dying, she had to get to them. But she was scared.

The doctor was there, and doctors were- not good, but she couldn't do anything about him because of Gambit. She tugged reluctantly away from him, not breaking his hold and not lashing out violently, but not play acting at it. She needed get away.

"No, let go- no! Let go of me!"
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

Profile

un_gloved: (Default)
Rogue

May 2024

S M T W T F S
   1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122 232425
262728293031 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 16th, 2025 07:40 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios