She doesn't even get fully through her transformation before Yelena lets off a shot, then two more, into the- thing's head. And suddenly she is trapped in a horror movie, because it actually doesn't do anything to her at all. Her form seems to melt and bend before snapping back into place, the bullet casings clattering to the floor. "What the fuck?" she mutters darkly, staring in shock at the very different woman that now stands in front of her, whole and fine, despite three shots to the head.
Yelena's mind is moving a warp speed, but she does catch the two things that interest her most: taksed with killing a widow and-- "Bangkok?" It's been so long, but she remembers it in a sort of perfect clarity. "Suka," she swears, "And you think that I am going to believe any of this? That somehow it is okay? You are insane!"
But she doesn't know how to handle the situation now. She's still reeling from watching her melt into whoever is standing in front of her now. From watching her skin simply snap back from what would easily kill anyone else. So she's just standing in the middle of the kitchen, livid and terrified all at once, and a little rooted to the spot just now.
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Date: 2024-06-28 02:48 am (UTC)Yelena's mind is moving a warp speed, but she does catch the two things that interest her most: taksed with killing a widow and-- "Bangkok?" It's been so long, but she remembers it in a sort of perfect clarity. "Suka," she swears, "And you think that I am going to believe any of this? That somehow it is okay? You are insane!"
But she doesn't know how to handle the situation now. She's still reeling from watching her melt into whoever is standing in front of her now. From watching her skin simply snap back from what would easily kill anyone else. So she's just standing in the middle of the kitchen, livid and terrified all at once, and a little rooted to the spot just now.