AFFECTIONATE PROMPTS || accepting!
@fire-fxrged asked:
[ REACH ] for one muse to reach out and take the other’s hand to comfort them. SYKE IT'S JUST A BIG BASTARD GRABBING HER
✾ ─ Helm down she remains crouched, one servo holding one of her arm struts, like seeking warmth of an embrace from herself. Optics offline, it’s a well deserved moment with her thoughts, recalling her purpose, to who and to why she was there. Had she thought to be in privacy and safety, the beastly mechanism had already drawn closer.
Barely, she manages to stand up with straightened back struts, as the claws of servo surround her, in a flash, closing and tightening around her small frame, like cocoon, arms, thighs and wings trapped in locked positions. In the embrace of the grip, there was only enough space for her shoulder to nudge slightly upward. Even as brave and experienced fighter, recognized the strength and danger. Instead of fight, she freezes in shock, decorated helm leaning back as she stares with horrified optics towards the purple hues and ember like biolights of the mechanism.
For sure, all the woes burdening her mere moment ago had ceased, replaced by both terror and questions. But a word of plead, never leaves her lips.
❝ You are... ❞
