[It just, it all happened so quickly, it happened so quickly and she doesn't know what to do and her heart is pounding in her ears and she doesn't know what to do.]
[She can't focus. She can't think. She knows she needs to get away, to get help, to find the police or the nearest passerby who might help her but she can't. Fear has paralyzed her, it's robbed her of her wits. She cannot think of what she ought to do, only what she feels, what she wants, and more than anything she just wants to go home.]
[She wants to go home, and with a burst of flame that is exactly where her instincts take her.]
[A ring of fire roars to life just outside Rohan's bedroom, scorching the floor and filling the air with the acrid stench of burnt carpet. Within seconds the fire dies away, leaving behind a ring of smoke and ash - and within it, Lorna, whose shaky legs have finally given out beneath her. She sinks heavily to her knees, her eyes wet and wide as she stares at her hands in both awe and growing horror.]
Mr.Kishibe...
[Her voice is quiet, shaky, as small as she feels.]
...Sir?
[Her claws are gone. Her claws are gone and in their place are soft pink nails and oh God in Heaven her legs feel as though they're splitting apart.]
July 11th - get rekt dad
[It just, it all happened so quickly, it happened so quickly and she doesn't know what to do and her heart is pounding in her ears and she doesn't know what to do.]
[She can't focus. She can't think. She knows she needs to get away, to get help, to find the police or the nearest passerby who might help her but she can't. Fear has paralyzed her, it's robbed her of her wits. She cannot think of what she ought to do, only what she feels, what she wants, and more than anything she just wants to go home.]
[She wants to go home, and with a burst of flame that is exactly where her instincts take her.]
[A ring of fire roars to life just outside Rohan's bedroom, scorching the floor and filling the air with the acrid stench of burnt carpet. Within seconds the fire dies away, leaving behind a ring of smoke and ash - and within it, Lorna, whose shaky legs have finally given out beneath her. She sinks heavily to her knees, her eyes wet and wide as she stares at her hands in both awe and growing horror.]
Mr.Kishibe...
[Her voice is quiet, shaky, as small as she feels.]
...Sir?
[Her claws are gone. Her claws are gone and in their place are soft pink nails and oh God in Heaven her legs feel as though they're splitting apart.]
--Rohan!