Firefly Man Take Me Now

As she dug beside one of the towers, the snarl of her father reverberated through the stone. The pastel fae turned just in time to see him lunging for her. Static began to flit before Siduri's gaze and she took a step back, turning to face him. Her own hackles raised and she lowered her head between her shoulders. Sid's snowy tail stuck straight out behind her for balance and she dug her claws into the disturbed earth. Lips peeled back and she snarled at her sire in turn. "Don't touch me," she warned, her voice low and rumbling. Not very like her natural voice at all.

Her father was in a manic state, but it was Siduri that he should be afraid of. There was something about this place, the atmosphere, the sound wailing through the towers, the red light and lack of anything living, that put the young woman on edge. So much on edge that she was dangerously close to toppling over. Goodbye Sid and hello... Not-Sid. "I'm not safe," she growled once more, her defenses still set. "I don't want to hurt you, but if you touch me, I don't think I'll be able to stop."

With that said, Sid forced herself to take a few steps back, placing more space between herself and Gilgamesh. There was fury within her, anger, worry, terror. It was all muted, however, as though her emotions were swimming through some thick substance. That was how she knew that she shouldn't be pushed. Her hold was thin. So thin!

"Siduri"