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Intentions Are Good
But, actual thought process on this one? Classically bad.
She's running on a least a strained ankle, if not broken one. Her left arm - recently healed, took another hit which made her shot against Daddy Phillip go wild. Her back hurt from the burn Crystal gave her - and she was pretty sure she wasn't in Idaho which meant the Outsiders were likely going to have a bitch of a time finding her and getting her out of this trap.
Breathlessly, she ducks behind some rocks. She won't win this one. This is a given. She's going to take out as many of Corrine's dysfunctional family as she could before they sent her to God though.
She's running on a least a strained ankle, if not broken one. Her left arm - recently healed, took another hit which made her shot against Daddy Phillip go wild. Her back hurt from the burn Crystal gave her - and she was pretty sure she wasn't in Idaho which meant the Outsiders were likely going to have a bitch of a time finding her and getting her out of this trap.
Breathlessly, she ducks behind some rocks. She won't win this one. This is a given. She's going to take out as many of Corrine's dysfunctional family as she could before they sent her to God though.
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He doesn't even waste time getting up before he laces several layers of ice up Hotshot's legs.
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Trevor does his best to heed the chant running through his head, and uses a hastily-made and none-too-stable platform to instead propel him toward Louis. As he gets ready to turn himself into a human projectile Trevor opens the tap on his powers as far as they'll go, curious as to what two hundred pounds of burning metahuman can do to Louis.
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Louis incants what protections on himself that he can in the seconds before impact. The contact burns but he struggles against his assailant, bringing a knee up into Trevor's gut and then shove him away with the leverage. "You don't even have a sister! What're you pissed off about?"
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"Fuck!" He lands a kick that is crooked and only gets the side of Trevor's face. "YOU!" Another hit from Louis's boot, slamming into the pyro's shoulder.
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"Not. My. TYPE!" Trevor yells, grabbing Louis's ankle in one burning hand as he punctuates his words with quick punches to the inside of Louis's thigh with the other burning hand.
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This has to stop right. Now!
He grits his teeth hard enough through the pain that he's sure some will crack any moment. He pulls back his fist, concentrating that 40-PSI telekinetic force behind it and jabbing Trevor in the face, twice, quick.
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Breathing heavily, angry, Louis kicks the unconscious Trevor in the hip. "Crazy bitch."