[she tries to dodge, but her earlier blow has left her in close proximity to the creature, and when it scratches out at her face - the claws sink deep, arching from her forehead, over both of her eyes, and into her cheek before moving off.
there's a dizzying moment before the pain sets in where she realizes she can't see, and then it hits her like a brick, both physical and emotional pain. because she's useless, now - she can't see at all, so what good is she in this fight? how is she going to be able to protect kashuu, to make sure they bring vax and aymeric back with them, to stop anything further from happening to ruby? how is she going to stop the people she loves from being taken from her? and if she can't stop that from happening, how can she ever claim to deserve to have them here with her? they should leave her, if she can't stop this from happening to them. they would be right to.
with her roll of four, these thoughts coalesce until she can't focus on anything else but the fear, the agony, and - smoke starts to pour out of the wound on her face. it billows outwards and surrounds her, sinking into her skin, which starts to go black as her body elongates. her flesh starts to change into scales that look as though they're made of ash, black tendrils of smoke spreading out from her back to form a pair of wings.
unfortunately, before this transformation has a chance to go too far - her roll of eighteen means that rather than being an instant release from the pain she's feeling, she can tell something is happening, that she's changing and shifting and becoming wrong. halfway to her new form (with wings of smoke and ash rather than what's pictured) while her body still contracts and shifts, she brings her hands up to her face with a muffled scream.]
Stop - stop it...!
[that's the last thing she gets to say before she loses herself, and then she turns towards where she remembers kashuu to be, teeth bared. smoke and shadow ripple across her as she faces him.]
cw body horror just in case,
there's a dizzying moment before the pain sets in where she realizes she can't see, and then it hits her like a brick, both physical and emotional pain. because she's useless, now - she can't see at all, so what good is she in this fight? how is she going to be able to protect kashuu, to make sure they bring vax and aymeric back with them, to stop anything further from happening to ruby? how is she going to stop the people she loves from being taken from her? and if she can't stop that from happening, how can she ever claim to deserve to have them here with her? they should leave her, if she can't stop this from happening to them. they would be right to.
with her roll of four, these thoughts coalesce until she can't focus on anything else but the fear, the agony, and - smoke starts to pour out of the wound on her face. it billows outwards and surrounds her, sinking into her skin, which starts to go black as her body elongates. her flesh starts to change into scales that look as though they're made of ash, black tendrils of smoke spreading out from her back to form a pair of wings.
unfortunately, before this transformation has a chance to go too far - her roll of eighteen means that rather than being an instant release from the pain she's feeling, she can tell something is happening, that she's changing and shifting and becoming wrong. halfway to her new form (with wings of smoke and ash rather than what's pictured) while her body still contracts and shifts, she brings her hands up to her face with a muffled scream.]
Stop - stop it...!
[that's the last thing she gets to say before she loses herself, and then she turns towards where she remembers kashuu to be, teeth bared. smoke and shadow ripple across her as she faces him.]