(He shouldn't be surprised. The last time he was this angry, he was being dragged into a facility. The last time he thought, even subconsciously, about using magic in anger, he killed two dozen people.)
The emotion drains from his face in a heartbeat, and Jae looks cold. Frighteningly, disturbingly cold.
"You are not going to walk away. You are going to tell me everything that happened."
It would be a spell, if Jae knew how to cast spells that were anything past making the roots of his hair look bleached or keeping him from looking too drunk; little glamours, little pick-me-ups for club-goers. Everything past that is pure instinct, and his instincts are over-keen, prodigal leveled and raw. It's like a punch, except Jae doesn't move at all - if Hilmi has any senses for this kind of thing, Jae just popped up on the radar out of darkness, in a big way - and that it doesn't strike. It holds.
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(He shouldn't be surprised. The last time he was this angry, he was being dragged into a facility. The last time he thought, even subconsciously, about using magic in anger, he killed two dozen people.)
The emotion drains from his face in a heartbeat, and Jae looks cold. Frighteningly, disturbingly cold.
"You are not going to walk away. You are going to tell me everything that happened."
It would be a spell, if Jae knew how to cast spells that were anything past making the roots of his hair look bleached or keeping him from looking too drunk; little glamours, little pick-me-ups for club-goers. Everything past that is pure instinct, and his instincts are over-keen, prodigal leveled and raw. It's like a punch, except Jae doesn't move at all - if Hilmi has any senses for this kind of thing, Jae just popped up on the radar out of darkness, in a big way - and that it doesn't strike. It holds.