killedwithlove: (Spirit powah)
Cole ([personal profile] killedwithlove) wrote in [community profile] redmarsshit 2019-11-07 03:26 am (UTC)

Cole holds onto Ben.

Not just holds his hand. His arm slides around Ben's shoulders, pressing him to the corner and then Cole exhales slowly, eyes closing as he focuses.

Don't see us. Don't see us. We're not here, there's nothing here, don't see us.

His mental litany warps the world, completely undetectable, but when a glowing eye tries to look in and sees nothing, the light withdraws and moves away again.

Cole's eyes aren't open to see. He's almost using himself a physical shield over Ben, like it would make his power extend over him easier. Maybe it does.

He feels wet, slick heat on his upper lip and knows it's blood. It always happens when he fights against something so powerful to hide someone else.

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