Lacy stomped on Senna's last hand then kicked the remaining sai away from her. The snake woman took out her golden claw to prick Senna's arm with one of the heads of the snakes. It was sleeping venom, a very potent one at that. It would take a moment for the poison to settle in, however. All the while, Lacy had the strongly bite down the urge to just end the nuisance's life right then and there. She was taking long, heavy breaths with her lips curled back in a snarl. She loomed over Senna with a foot on the sai, in case she made an attempt, and watched her with intense green eyes.
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Lacy's eyes were wide as she watched her husband fall to ground at the hands of someone he cared about. A low, deep growl rose in her throat as if she were an animal. "Code B612, release," she snapped. Senna's mechanical arm, the very arm that Ace had slaved over days to create especially for her, sprung of the amputated part with sparks flying. "Forget about that, didn't you?" She hissed with a grin. Lacy ripped the blunted sai out of her leg, hardly feeling a thing. Then, she flung the weapon at a high speed at her, but instead of hitting Senna it hit the wall.
One might think that she missed, but Lacy threw intentionally at the wall. Her overly sensitive hearing could hear the humming of a pipe underneath the wall. From the place where the sai's point hit, a blast of hot steaming gas blasted Senna. Lacy took her moment and pounced forward, slamming the girl's head into the wall with intentions to knock her out, and at the very least stun her.
One might think that she missed, but Lacy threw intentionally at the wall. Her overly sensitive hearing could hear the humming of a pipe underneath the wall. From the place where the sai's point hit, a blast of hot steaming gas blasted Senna. Lacy took her moment and pounced forward, slamming the girl's head into the wall with intentions to knock her out, and at the very least stun her.
Juliettee stepped in front of him, and placed a hand on each sides of his face. "We can go to my house, if you want," she offered, watching his blue eyes. "I know going back to your home will be a bit hard." One of her thumbs gently brushed over his check.
Alex threw a handful of dirt onto the coffin, for Ariana's sake. Then he returned to her side and began guiding the troubled woman away from the site. As she passed by her son, she stopped to lightly squeeze his arm without looking at him then moving on. The past couple of days had hard for the two to communicate, especially with Ariana forgetting her medication. She wanted to talk to him but no time seemed like the right time to try and do so.
Crystal momentarily left Waiola's side and offered a handful of dirt to the resting place of Wally. She returned to her girlfriend while she glanced over her family. F*ck, they were a messed up bunch. She took Waiola's hand and said, "Let's go home." She had to urge to cry more but didn't want to embarrass herself in front of the others.
Alex threw a handful of dirt onto the coffin, for Ariana's sake. Then he returned to her side and began guiding the troubled woman away from the site. As she passed by her son, she stopped to lightly squeeze his arm without looking at him then moving on. The past couple of days had hard for the two to communicate, especially with Ariana forgetting her medication. She wanted to talk to him but no time seemed like the right time to try and do so.
Crystal momentarily left Waiola's side and offered a handful of dirt to the resting place of Wally. She returned to her girlfriend while she glanced over her family. F*ck, they were a messed up bunch. She took Waiola's hand and said, "Let's go home." She had to urge to cry more but didn't want to embarrass herself in front of the others.
Lacy had to let go of Senna's neck as she flipped over her. And as the short girl ran up the wall, Lacy began to lower herself closer to the ground in preparation for the next attack. Right as Senna's foot was about to be smashed into her head, she caught her leg and twisted it so that she was spun around in the air. But before she could alude her grasp, she took an incredibly strong strike to her knee, breaking her leg. It was going to take awhile to heal but she didn't permanently damaged it. Lacy was boiling with her adrenaline that she didn't notice the dulled sai embedded into her leg.
The sound of the coffin being lowered into the grave was almost ear-shatteringly loud for Ariana. "Adiós mi amor," she mumbled, her mouth barely opening to say the words. Only Alex and those around with super-hearing would be able to hear her. Melanie noticed her mother was beginning to cry harder, so the little girl - being the sweetheart that she was - carefully wiped away her tears with her little hand and hummed, "Don't cry, mommy."
Juliettee took the hand that she had holding his arm and moved it down to squeeze his hand. Waiting a moment for the feeling to sink in that Wally had official been buried, she looked up at her boyfriend and whispered to him, "How are you feeling, love?" She wasn't concerned about anything else going on around her, only him.
Crystal's eyebrows slowly creased with annoyance after Wally was lowered into the grave. She was annoyed that she was crying so much. Not to the extent of angry, yet, but very annoyed. She appreciated that Waiola was keeping her distance, because she really did hate appearing weak by crying.
Juliettee took the hand that she had holding his arm and moved it down to squeeze his hand. Waiting a moment for the feeling to sink in that Wally had official been buried, she looked up at her boyfriend and whispered to him, "How are you feeling, love?" She wasn't concerned about anything else going on around her, only him.
Crystal's eyebrows slowly creased with annoyance after Wally was lowered into the grave. She was annoyed that she was crying so much. Not to the extent of angry, yet, but very annoyed. She appreciated that Waiola was keeping her distance, because she really did hate appearing weak by crying.
Lacy caught the blade aimed towards her chest and dodged to the side to avoid the talon flying towards her face. Naturally, catching a blade at such a fast speed caused her hand to be cut badly, but fortunately for Lacy, she had a little trick up her sleeve. Since their last serious fight, she had been working on concentrating the only mutation she was glad to have: poisonous blood. Whatever her blood touched began to melt, dulling the sharp edge of the weapon. Her free arm swung up, catching the back of Senna's neck, to strongly toss her to the ground.
Lacy looked up at her. She was no stranger to that look. She had encountered too many times to count. "Dick will have to forgive me on this one," she muttered with a sigh. "But I can't let you hurt Z. You're putting yourself into a situation you have no idea how bad will get." She didn't want to fight Senna; she really didn't. They were both great fighters, but if it came down to it, then she might have to actually hurt the girl. Almost on cue, Lacy's eyes flashed fully green with narrowed slits for pupils.
Ariana was one of the first people to follow the fallen hero. She was carrying Melanie on her hip, but surprisingly, her free hand was gripping onto Alex's. The height was prominent, but never so much till one saw that Alex had the basically lean down for her to hold his hand. The electric woman had tears welling up in her eyes now, threatening to spill over. Her feet her marching to the pound of pain in her head.
Juliettee followed beside Ryan, softly squeezing his hand the entire time. Her mismatched eyes were flickering over the mourning crowd. Almost everyone was looking down. She never noticed at funerals that people did that so often; it was as if that the sight of the coffin would curse them. Very few were actually looking at the coffin, however. She turned her head to look up at Ryan. His features were still stone still.
Out of the three, Crystal's eyes were watering the most. The crystal woman with immense anger issues was crying harder than the wife of the deceased, and even the son. She didn't sniffle, though, just silent streams of sadness ran down her cheeks.
Juliettee followed beside Ryan, softly squeezing his hand the entire time. Her mismatched eyes were flickering over the mourning crowd. Almost everyone was looking down. She never noticed at funerals that people did that so often; it was as if that the sight of the coffin would curse them. Very few were actually looking at the coffin, however. She turned her head to look up at Ryan. His features were still stone still.
Out of the three, Crystal's eyes were watering the most. The crystal woman with immense anger issues was crying harder than the wife of the deceased, and even the son. She didn't sniffle, though, just silent streams of sadness ran down her cheeks.
Lacy stopped short, her brows furrowing. "Look blame me all you want, but don't bring Ace into it," she hissed. "I've done a lot of bad sh*t, but everything that's happened around you is just a long list of unfortunate circumstances." She could feel herself getting heated up quickly. Deep breathe in, deep breathe out.
"What happened to Tim was horrible, truly horrible, and Z knows that." Lacy was attempting to keep her tone even. "But her situation is out of her control." Then Senna continued on about how she was the cause of everyone's misery. Lacy went silent at this. She kept staring in Senna's direction with no answer to give.
"What happened to Tim was horrible, truly horrible, and Z knows that." Lacy was attempting to keep her tone even. "But her situation is out of her control." Then Senna continued on about how she was the cause of everyone's misery. Lacy went silent at this. She kept staring in Senna's direction with no answer to give.
It was heart-wrenching to see that blank look on Ryan's face. The words of the preacher and the speakers were simply background noise as her attention was on her boyfriend. She remembered her parents funeral too well. So boring and drab, but that had also been the first time she had encountered a demon and learned what she was created for. The death of her parents had hardly fazed her then - still just a sore memory rather than a tragic event - and she didn't want Ryan to be that way. Proper human response is to cry, beg to give their beloved back, even scream at God in anger! But, feeling nothing is the worst response.
As the speakers spoke, Ariana slowly encased Melanie in her arms, like a shield from what was going on. Her large, blue moon eyes watering. So much was running through her head that she could hardly focus on the people speaking. How much she missed Wally. What she could've done to prevent his death. How was she even going to manage living without him? She was a mess when they met but he seemed to make everything wrong about her a little less bad. Now that she had lost him, she was beginning to forget taking her medicine and her grip on reality was slipping.
As the speakers spoke, Ariana slowly encased Melanie in her arms, like a shield from what was going on. Her large, blue moon eyes watering. So much was running through her head that she could hardly focus on the people speaking. How much she missed Wally. What she could've done to prevent his death. How was she even going to manage living without him? She was a mess when they met but he seemed to make everything wrong about her a little less bad. Now that she had lost him, she was beginning to forget taking her medicine and her grip on reality was slipping.
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