[ That's the cruelty she saw in humanity. How little mortal - life and death - meant to people. Even the Luteces with their bickering optimism and fatalism, it was always the people who did the worst in life that seemed to come out on top. Sorry, Elizabeth isn't very optimistic now, is she? Realist, if anything. Bigby's going to die. She's going to die. Everyone is going to die and now - it's for nothing.
The tears can't be stopped at this point. Not sadness or realization, just frustration.
Elizabeth feels Bigby's hand on her and even as she flinches, she can't anticipate how to react. The beam was quick, hitting Bigby and echoing her scream so loudly it makes her own ears sting. ]
Bigb-
[ Elizabeth was on him before he could anticipate, her hand presses down into his wound, feeling the blood trickle out and stain against his shirt. It's mostly internal, right? The wound was nearly clean enough to look kind compared to a hail of gunfire but Elizabeth is doubled over Bigby at this point, even as he raises the gun to shoot at her, she flinches and tries to keep her hand steady, forceful down onto him.
The bullets miss every single one and if Bigby was to be reprimanded for such action - Judy needs to shoot through Elizabeth. She looks out over the railings of their floor, away from Bigby and Judy almost in shame for showing her sadness and fear. She snaps her head back to Judy with a choked sob - ]
Go to hell... you sad... pathetic creature.
[ Elizabeth's eyes trail back to Bigby, losing the anger she once had... Maybe they can talk later... ]
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The tears can't be stopped at this point. Not sadness or realization, just frustration.
Elizabeth feels Bigby's hand on her and even as she flinches, she can't anticipate how to react. The beam was quick, hitting Bigby and echoing her scream so loudly it makes her own ears sting. ]
Bigb-
[ Elizabeth was on him before he could anticipate, her hand presses down into his wound, feeling the blood trickle out and stain against his shirt. It's mostly internal, right? The wound was nearly clean enough to look kind compared to a hail of gunfire but Elizabeth is doubled over Bigby at this point, even as he raises the gun to shoot at her, she flinches and tries to keep her hand steady, forceful down onto him.
The bullets miss every single one and if Bigby was to be reprimanded for such action - Judy needs to shoot through Elizabeth. She looks out over the railings of their floor, away from Bigby and Judy almost in shame for showing her sadness and fear. She snaps her head back to Judy with a choked sob - ]
Go to hell... you sad... pathetic creature.
[ Elizabeth's eyes trail back to Bigby, losing the anger she once had... Maybe they can talk later... ]