[ she chose to do that to surge, she decided she had enough of her then and hung up. surge isn't just someone to be utilized when the other girl feels like it, these are honest and raw emotions, and they're not something she can let go easily.
it's already obvious that amy doesn't like who surge is.
the tenrec is petty enough to return the same energy, ignoring amy as water starts flowing through the crack underneath the door. surge can hear her feet splash, and the bloated beast reaches out, and surge evades it again with another pop of electricity.
there's the sound of a crash, something happened outside the door, but surge doesn't focus her attention there. she allows her eyes to stare at the creature as it's hands begin to beat against its stomach over and over, water sputtering out from their nose and ears, even around the gaps of those sunken in eyes. it beats and beats and beats, why apply that sort of damage unless it's trying to burst itself.
surge takes a step back beforw grinning, clicking her tongue as she dashes straight towards it.
outside, amy may have attempted to flee by moving up, but that doesn't stop the baby from swimming faster within the water. barely catching the bottom of her shoes, and it's swollen, heavy body filled with liquid trying to weigh her down. sausage fingers try to hold on, pallid, wrinkled skin try to pull itself up towards her warmth. wishing to crawl back inside as it shouldn't have been born yet, a suitable womb, if you will. it shakes its body, trying to yank the hedgehog back down.
it'll be a tight fight, but she'll swell too, much like all visitor's that come to this island. and when amy swells, she will have so much room to fit all the children on this boat.
child-like laughter begins to grow suggesting there's more than one. ]
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it's already obvious that amy doesn't like who surge is.
the tenrec is petty enough to return the same energy, ignoring amy as water starts flowing through the crack underneath the door. surge can hear her feet splash, and the bloated beast reaches out, and surge evades it again with another pop of electricity.
there's the sound of a crash, something happened outside the door, but surge doesn't focus her attention there. she allows her eyes to stare at the creature as it's hands begin to beat against its stomach over and over, water sputtering out from their nose and ears, even around the gaps of those sunken in eyes. it beats and beats and beats, why apply that sort of damage unless it's trying to burst itself.
surge takes a step back beforw grinning, clicking her tongue as she dashes straight towards it.
outside, amy may have attempted to flee by moving up, but that doesn't stop the baby from swimming faster within the water. barely catching the bottom of her shoes, and it's swollen, heavy body filled with liquid trying to weigh her down. sausage fingers try to hold on, pallid, wrinkled skin try to pull itself up towards her warmth. wishing to crawl back inside as it shouldn't have been born yet, a suitable womb, if you will. it shakes its body, trying to yank the hedgehog back down.
it'll be a tight fight, but she'll swell too, much like all visitor's that come to this island. and when amy swells, she will have so much room to fit all the children on this boat.
child-like laughter begins to grow suggesting there's more than one. ]