[It isn't like Rey to lose her temper. There are only a few things on her list that really piss her off, and right now happens to be one of them.
[This time, she throws her foot up. And kicks forward. Sending the shelves toppling over the store floor completely and exposing Miriam in the opposite aisle. And Rey on the other side, teeth gritting and clutching the tin can in her other hand. She is seeing red for a moment, before all she can see is the same damned kid she had put her sanity and emotions on the line for.]
Know what? Fuck you. You weren't the only one who suffered from what happened that week. Fighting Rage's influence was a fucking nightmare. Having someone get into your head and make you do things you don't want to do is a fucking nightmare. Even though you were given a fair warning to get the hell away before something happened that we'd regret, suppose you wouldn't give two tugs of a donkey's cock about that, would you?
[That monotone she so often carries is gone, replaced by a soldier's mouth.
[If that didn't get Miriam running or anything, something catches Rey out the corner of her eye. A muscle in her face twitches when she takes a box from one of the still-standing shelves and throws it at the girl's feet.]
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[This time, she throws her foot up. And kicks forward. Sending the shelves toppling over the store floor completely and exposing Miriam in the opposite aisle. And Rey on the other side, teeth gritting and clutching the tin can in her other hand. She is seeing red for a moment, before all she can see is the same damned kid she had put her sanity and emotions on the line for.]
Know what? Fuck you. You weren't the only one who suffered from what happened that week. Fighting Rage's influence was a fucking nightmare. Having someone get into your head and make you do things you don't want to do is a fucking nightmare. Even though you were given a fair warning to get the hell away before something happened that we'd regret, suppose you wouldn't give two tugs of a donkey's cock about that, would you?
[That monotone she so often carries is gone, replaced by a soldier's mouth.
[If that didn't get Miriam running or anything, something catches Rey out the corner of her eye. A muscle in her face twitches when she takes a box from one of the still-standing shelves and throws it at the girl's feet.]
Found your stupid tampons.