[ he can't dodge like this. at least not while she's continuing without missing a beat. what he can do is not wise. but that has never stopped him, as evidenced by the entirety of the past week, the past four years of his life.
(if he was capable of self-hate maybe he'd think dying with his family would have been better than all of this? but he's not. that simply doesn't exist within him.)
this time he reaches up from his crouch, grabs the apple in mid-air, and then runs at her with it, injuries at all. this type of pain doesn't mean anything when he's used to fighting with broken bones, bullet wounds, and more. this is absolutely going to suck though, but maybe it'll be mutual. ]
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(if he was capable of self-hate maybe he'd think dying with his family would have been better than all of this? but he's not. that simply doesn't exist within him.)
this time he reaches up from his crouch, grabs the apple in mid-air, and then runs at her with it, injuries at all. this type of pain doesn't mean anything when he's used to fighting with broken bones, bullet wounds, and more. this is absolutely going to suck though, but maybe it'll be mutual. ]