(I'm not a dog!) he exploded as she pulled away from him- he grabbed for her hand, fingers unable to dig into the rubber of her thick gloves. His body trembled as pieces of buildings crashed around them, the heat of the flames making him sweat, wind spreading the fire more and more. He took a deep breath, quelling the shaking of his frame, resolution hitting him. He was going to die for his choice, for his decision to remain with her, to chase her into the destruction she had created.
Still... he'd be with her. Somehow, it didn't seem so bad at that moment.
Unable to return her genuine smile even behind the mask, he lowered his head, closing his eyes. (That's not all I ever was to you, was it? A dog?)
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Date: 2012-04-30 08:31 am (UTC)Still... he'd be with her. Somehow, it didn't seem so bad at that moment.
Unable to return her genuine smile even behind the mask, he lowered his head, closing his eyes. (That's not all I ever was to you, was it? A dog?)