[ Power is her security. Her Semblance is her gasoline, her fuel. And the loss she feels the kindling that threatens to send it all up in a glowing inferno of smoke and ash. Let it burn, she'd argue. Yang does argue, with her fists instead of her words, because what had words ever done for her when she could just rip her way through whatever threatened her.
...except, she knew that often wasn't enough. It wasn't enough to go as hard as she could on her own. It'd nearly cost her life. Ruby's life. It'd probably saved Blake's — but she was gone. Her eyes blow wide at his dodge, the red streaking against the dark, hollowed out backdrop of the city. Vale.
The city they'd failed. That he knows they failed. ]
It's not fear! [ Yang stumbles beneath the flurry of hits, grunting in frustration as she fruitlessly tries to block and drive them off. ] I want to fight!
[ A pitched growl leaves her as a kick resounds off her arm, blocked, only to have a fist connect with her side. It's like she's being played with, the connections enough to immobilize her without causing enough harm to activate her Semblance. Her Aura dips, hair flickering. He must know. Her teeth clench so hard in her mouth that her jaw aches. ]
No, I — I have to fight! If I want things to go back to the way they were!
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...except, she knew that often wasn't enough. It wasn't enough to go as hard as she could on her own. It'd nearly cost her life. Ruby's life. It'd probably saved Blake's — but she was gone. Her eyes blow wide at his dodge, the red streaking against the dark, hollowed out backdrop of the city. Vale.
The city they'd failed. That he knows they failed. ]
It's not fear! [ Yang stumbles beneath the flurry of hits, grunting in frustration as she fruitlessly tries to block and drive them off. ] I want to fight!
[ A pitched growl leaves her as a kick resounds off her arm, blocked, only to have a fist connect with her side. It's like she's being played with, the connections enough to immobilize her without causing enough harm to activate her Semblance. Her Aura dips, hair flickering. He must know. Her teeth clench so hard in her mouth that her jaw aches. ]
No, I — I have to fight! If I want things to go back to the way they were!