coopdetat: (i don't wike it)
Shea Cooper, DVM ([personal profile] coopdetat) wrote in [personal profile] callmeemily 2015-08-30 10:31 pm (UTC)

Coop's hands twitch at his sides, and he makes them into fists before crossing his arms over his chest, entirely incapable right now of standing still because it feels like something's bubbling just under his skin, an energy that he can't place because he's never really experienced anything like it before. It's not like he can wave a hand and make something happen, that's not how his magic works, but he can sense himself getting increasingly angry because what they'd figured is true: someone has done this to Raleigh, whatever the hell it is, someone has screwed with his friend and made her into this shell of herself that Coop has resented for weeks now, and it's not right. It's not fucking right.

In some ways, this is like how he'd felt when he'd realized someone had been responsible for taking away his powers on that island. He wants to destroy something, make someone pay, and he only ever really gets like this when it means his friends are in trouble.

"So we go to where the other one is," Coop says, stating it as a fact, as something that he won't let anyone argue with because what other option do they even have? Maybe an actual plan is necessary but hell, it hadn't taken all that long for Raleigh to degenerate into how she's been so logic says that there's a chance it could get worse. It could suck the actual life out of her, and Coop isn't going to wait for that to happen.

He points to the other light, the one on the northern edge. "We go there, and we get whatever it is that's been taken from her back." As far as Coop is concerned, he's willing to do whatever it takes to make sure Raleigh's whole again.

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