( meanwhile, clarke's face contorts a little. for all the assurances she'd offered him, there's always — always that part of her that hopes today would be the day she made some actual, tangible progress on confronting and defeating the captain. it's just harder to button up her disappointment when absolutely wasted.
and much, much harder to resist the urge to lash out and just hit something.
natsuno bids her to take leave, but all clarke takes is the opportunity to slam the sole of her foot against the bridge door over and over again until the reverberation of impact makes her shin ache. )
You're a coward! ( oh neat, it's time to start yelling at an immovable object. ) Why hide behind steel and magic if you're not scared of us, huh?!
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and much, much harder to resist the urge to lash out and just hit something.
natsuno bids her to take leave, but all clarke takes is the opportunity to slam the sole of her foot against the bridge door over and over again until the reverberation of impact makes her shin ache. )
You're a coward! ( oh neat, it's time to start yelling at an immovable object. ) Why hide behind steel and magic if you're not scared of us, huh?!