Verse: Unlikely Salvation (@whump-sprite) Timeline: Jo is 18 and undercover in the feds, Ari is around 20, and they’re nearing the end of their year of training. Both Ariadne who-trusts-authority-way too-much Milonas and Riven dickhead Mclauren belong to @just-horrible-things
The Reveal
“Let go, you little bitch.” Sneered derisively as he twists her arm more. Yeah, right. Jo tightens her own grip, trying to shove him back, get him out of her space. Another escalation: Confronting him after he crossed a line with Ariadne the other day. He was furious at her insubordination, grabbed at her, and Jo fought back. Riven uses his greater weight to knock them both sideways before a hit to her gut leaves her doubled over. She manages to aim a punch at his face, pleased to nail him good enough to leave a black eye— it’ll match his bruised jaw well. A retaliating kick to her shins and she stumbles. Her arm is twisted again when she goes for another hit and she’s shoved back against the wall, pinned a second later. A flash of panic rushes through her, red-hot anger and bone-chilling fear mixing as she struggles to get away from him when he leans in close. “Get the hell off.” Jo snarls, hands finding his shoulders, shoving with all of her might.
The blast shouldn’t be as loud as it is, the sound echoing through the room as pure force flies through her hands, colliding with his shoulders.
Riven goes flying nearly twenty feet backwards, hitting the far wall with a loud thud as her magic bursts loose. Her anger, her fear, the build-up from containing it— and she loses control. She almost lashes out again as the silence spreads over the room, all eyes flickering to Riven against the wall. They turn back to her slowly, taking in the sparks that are dancing on her hands. Then it hits. Where she’s at, what they’ll do… No. Her secret is out.