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[right]Interactions: The Monster [@Evil Ghost Note]
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At the sight of Vicky clinging to Tyler like the selfish, shield hogging bitch that she was- all done with a smug little sneer- Lexi only got more single minded in her goal of reaching the largest asshole in the room. So single minded that she didn’t notice the monster had changed its target to [i]her[/i]. While the drugs hadn’t hampered her alertness, they’d certainly messed with her ability to concentrate on what was important in a dangerous situation. 

[b][color=32cd32]“IT’S BEHIND YOU, YOU DUMB BITCH! LOOK OUT!”[/color][/b]

In a rare show of trust, Lexi spun around, catching sight of the changing, moving creature. It was coming for her. It didn’t even look like it had the moment she turned her back on her- and she didn’t have the mind to think about that right now.

She didn’t panic, though she probably should have. In that moment the only emotion she felt was [i]anticipation[/i] and nothing else. Because really, wouldn’t this be a good way to die? Much fucking better than dying in her fifties from smoking her lungs to death while still stuck in shithole Cornell. Dying to some shifting, torso splitting monster was much more fun. 

Not that she planned to die. 

Would she be able to turn around and outrun it? Probably not. Maybe it was like a bear, and wouldn’t attack her if she backed away slowly. [i]No fucking way was that the case[/i]. The more she looked at the monster, the more she felt- [color=b13a3a]”It's really fucking ugly.”[/color] 

Her lips pulled up into a sneer. At the same time as feeling disdain for the creature hunting her, she internally cursed her ancestors. It felt like they’d mocked her with their parting words. [i]Try not to die[/i]- then fucking tell her how to use the magic she supposedly had! Fuck! If they weren’t already dead, she would’ve beaten them to death herself. 

She settled for backing away as fast as she could without tripping, keeping her eyes on the monster at all times. Tense, coiled energy filled her small frame, waiting for any movement in the hopes she could get out of the way in time. Or an opportunity to actually get away… 

And the opportunity came in the form of a piece of concrete that suddenly became a large speaker. She immediately reacted, darting to the side that had been hit while backing away. Finally, the tension overflowed, something snapping that pushed through 

All the magical energy that had been itching underneath her skin came out in one unpracticed telekinetic burst. Debris around her was flung into the air in all directions. It was a shame it wasn’t strong enough to fling people or the massive monster itself, but it was better than nothing. The second blast was more targeted, flinging all the objects in front of her towards the monster. 

At the same time she was able to use the momentum to back away, bringing herself closer to the newly made exit, the injured people on the floor, and the beefy asshole meatshield who’d fled before doing his job and blocking a single hit.