Feeling Damon shoving through his mind was disturbing. The man's impatience and derision further fueled Scott's anger. His jaw hurt from clenching his teeth. Then Damon found Ami. What was left of his awareness of her, anyway. Ami's vibrant presence had been replaced with a faded, hazy shadow. But she was there, and that made all the difference.
Scott's despair evaporated as Damon's mind retreated. His shields fell back into place, leaving him with only his own overwhelming urge to find Ami and her captors -- and beat the latter within an inch of their lives. Possibly beyond.
(Two or three days? That's not--) Scott didn't bother finishing the thought. Anything was possible on Mindfuck Island. "Take us there," he told Damon. He opened his mouth to protest, but Scott cut him off. "Near there. We need to see what we're up against."
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[Scott] Locking on (tag MB, open)
Date: 2006-06-26 03:00 am (UTC)Scott's despair evaporated as Damon's mind retreated. His shields fell back into place, leaving him with only his own overwhelming urge to find Ami and her captors -- and beat the latter within an inch of their lives. Possibly beyond.
(Two or three days? That's not--) Scott didn't bother finishing the thought. Anything was possible on Mindfuck Island. "Take us there," he told Damon. He opened his mouth to protest, but Scott cut him off. "Near there. We need to see what we're up against."