he sees her counter coming from a mile away,
braces himself when he hits the ground. his suit
takes the worst of it. he gives her a moment to
r e v e l in false victory as he stares up at her,
shaking his head.“ you really don’t get it, do you? ” watts hums.
“ you don’t have a choice in this matter, s p r i n g .
you never did. it was either us or ozpin who would have
eventually demanded you obey. ”
she staggers, but remains standing. backs away, even - she’d never make it far enough if she ran. ‘ demand all you want, then. i won’t … i won’t - let anyone own me. ‘ vernal practically growls, baring teeth. ‘ especially her. ‘ she doesn’t like this - she doesn’t have the strength to fight, nor to run; but she refuses to submit like some cornered animal.