[ She doesn't need a Vault hunter. She doesn't need Jack. Angel has gathered something equally as monstrous, all to herself, and this one is as quick to anger as Parker was, and just as eager to let it all out.
The flare of pain hits him, knowing immediately who it's coming from. The shock and ire overpower any real concern; he makes his way immediately to find out who caused it, who dared to hurt the person most precious to him in the entire hive. (She belongs to him. Who the fuck touched her, who made her bleed?)
Once he's in the same room as them, he sees the blood on Angel's mouth, the desolated look on her face. He sees Sam, then he sees Parker. And he knows immediately who to target.
He runs toward her, using his full speed to shove her down on the floor, square on her back, teeth bared and eyes black. If Parker fights back, wherever she touches him, she'll get burned; his body is boiling hot, his hand producing a full-fledged flame that threatens to come too close to her face. ]
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The flare of pain hits him, knowing immediately who it's coming from. The shock and ire overpower any real concern; he makes his way immediately to find out who caused it, who dared to hurt the person most precious to him in the entire hive. (She belongs to him. Who the fuck touched her, who made her bleed?)
Once he's in the same room as them, he sees the blood on Angel's mouth, the desolated look on her face. He sees Sam, then he sees Parker. And he knows immediately who to target.
He runs toward her, using his full speed to shove her down on the floor, square on her back, teeth bared and eyes black. If Parker fights back, wherever she touches him, she'll get burned; his body is boiling hot, his hand producing a full-fledged flame that threatens to come too close to her face. ]
You fucking bitch!