#.*·ﾟ✧・TWICESTUNG. — ⟨ *&. 005. ⟩

[islefairest-moved]

            the clashing of metal echoes around her ,   and for a moment , she’s frightened .  it hadn’t been a surprise that their plan didn’t work out   ,   uma was far too smart to fall for something like that   ;   but it had given enough of a distraction to get ben off the plank and away from an impending doom . her eyes had been trained on the pirate taunting him through the whole ordeal , despite the words exchanged between mal and the members of uma’s crew that held everyone else’s attention . a familiar ache ebbs at her heart at the sight of harry and she wonders how things might have been different if she’d stayed    . . .    but there had been little time to dwell on the possibilities before the battle erupted around her . 

            like muscle memory , she raises her blade to defend herself as an unfamiliar face closes in on her . the impact sends a ripple of pain through her arm and into her shoulder , yet still she keeps herself steady , legs spread apart in an appropriate stance to keep her balance as she retaliates with a swing . to her relief , the pirate misses a step and drops to a lower part of the deck , forfeiting his battle with evie to aid his crew member . it’s then that she flips her hair out of her face and over her shoulder  ,  though as she whirls around  ,  evie stops    dead in her tracks   .  

            she meets his gaze and the surrounding noise of shouting and swords clashing seems to fade away . all of it does  ,  until it’s only them . evie falters , blade lowering slightly in surrender as her posture straightens away from her offensive stance .   ❝   harry  ,  ❞   evie whispers , though it’s really more of a croak .  she’s reminded that this may not be the best time to share sentiments as a woman darts past her with a battle cry . a surreptitious glance allows her to survey their surroundings briefly before she takes up another defensive position before him . she trusted him   ,  once upon a time  ,   but now  ,  she truly has no idea if he would fight her . 

            ❝ i don’t want to have to fight you , ❞ her voice , albeit more steady than before , is quiet  ––– barely heard above the chaos . ❝ it doesn’t have to be like this . ❞   

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