[It's not the vague threats or Mana shouting that bring Rikka back to herself. No, it's the sound of shattering ice. Her ice. Everything feels so, so foggy... but she knows that her ice should never be shattering with her in this state. That's enough to bring her around, slowly... just in time to sense faint bootsteps in the sand, and Alice's voice calling softly to her. Promising her demise.
...demise? Wha... oh. Oh. Right, she was...!
Her eyes shoot open, and she regrets it almost immediately; wincing against the strong sunlight. Her body feels warm, in more than one way; the sun's heat is pleasant against her oddly clammy skin, but there's a warmth spreading from her back that she doesn't want to think about. Can't think about; everything's still fuzzy, and unnecessary processes are being diverted for a few important things.
Namely, her hand reaching for her Lovely Commune, only a foot away, but it's a long distance to cover when you really should have been killed a few minutes ago. She can feel the sand between her fingers, then the cool feel of magical plastic. She gropes for it once, twice... there!
Snatching it, she shifts backwards, pushing herself slowly and painfully to all fours, then delicately back onto her knees so she can look around. Jade's holding his spear, Mana's standing up and charging, Gaius stabbed her- no, not important now; he's facing Henry, and Henry's facing him. Alice... is coming toward her. A hundred feet. Ninety-five feet. Ninety... no. There's no time to watch.
Putting her hands to the ground, shaking off the signals from every bone in her body to stay down, she pushes herself up, almost losing her balance once or twice, and swaying badly when she finally makes it up, her front caked in sand. Her hair is a mess, obscuring her face, but she raises a shaky arm to hold out her Lovely Commune, opening her mouth and starting to speak in a barely-audible voice.]
I'm not... done yet... I haven't saved anyone... [She shakes herself, and when she looks out at Alice again, there's a blaze in her eyes, even as they look dangerously glassy.] You will accept my feelings...!
[And there's the flash of blue again, and where Rikka was standing a moment ago, Cure Diamond has returned, yet-unrepaired hole in her costume from the earlier wound a bloody reminder that she really should have stayed down.] The light of wisdom... Cure Diamond!
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...demise? Wha... oh. Oh. Right, she was...!
Her eyes shoot open, and she regrets it almost immediately; wincing against the strong sunlight. Her body feels warm, in more than one way; the sun's heat is pleasant against her oddly clammy skin, but there's a warmth spreading from her back that she doesn't want to think about. Can't think about; everything's still fuzzy, and unnecessary processes are being diverted for a few important things.
Namely, her hand reaching for her Lovely Commune, only a foot away, but it's a long distance to cover when you really should have been killed a few minutes ago. She can feel the sand between her fingers, then the cool feel of magical plastic. She gropes for it once, twice... there!
Snatching it, she shifts backwards, pushing herself slowly and painfully to all fours, then delicately back onto her knees so she can look around. Jade's holding his spear, Mana's standing up and charging, Gaius stabbed her- no, not important now; he's facing Henry, and Henry's facing him. Alice... is coming toward her. A hundred feet. Ninety-five feet. Ninety... no. There's no time to watch.
Putting her hands to the ground, shaking off the signals from every bone in her body to stay down, she pushes herself up, almost losing her balance once or twice, and swaying badly when she finally makes it up, her front caked in sand. Her hair is a mess, obscuring her face, but she raises a shaky arm to hold out her Lovely Commune, opening her mouth and starting to speak in a barely-audible voice.]
I'm not... done yet... I haven't saved anyone... [She shakes herself, and when she looks out at Alice again, there's a blaze in her eyes, even as they look dangerously glassy.] You will accept my feelings...!
[And there's the flash of blue again, and where Rikka was standing a moment ago, Cure Diamond has returned, yet-unrepaired hole in her costume from the earlier wound a bloody reminder that she really should have stayed down.] The light of wisdom... Cure Diamond!