[His free fist was caught by the Charizard, jolting Vinnie out of his mindless pummeling. He just stared, somewhere between furious and indignant and perturbed - dammit Char, just hit him back! Instead, the asshole was just toying around with him, relishing the sight of his words sinking in.
The change in the Venusaur's eyes was gradual, but hard to miss at such close range. Just a slight twitch there, a momentary wavering of his gaze, and a pronounced hesitation gave enough away.
If Char was right - he probably wasn't, he was just a lying punk and a bastard who couldn't be trusted even if maybe there was a possibility of being a grain of truth. Left to die... she'd never even met Charizards before. That made the hypothetical situation harder to process. Vinnie honestly had no idea how she'd react. His sister had struggled with the idea of being a 'proper' Charizard before, but being faced with real ones? Real wild ones?
His own projections were showing clearly on his face. After all, Vinnie was the one who abandoned his family all those years ago. They were gone, maybe dead. He had no way of knowing. And if he were to find his siblings, his father again... faced with the decision between the new family he had found and the old one he never should've left, every loyalty in his Venusaur blood was conflicted.
Vinnie grit his teeth, trying to shake the hold that these old anxieties had. He hated the fact that Char had somehow gotten so successfully gotten under his skin.]
She's not the one t'do shit like that. So shut the fuck up.
[Sasha wasn't the one who should've been under question. It'd always been him.
In that moment his concentration was broken. The grip he had on Char was loosened just slightly. He hadn't shifted his position any, but if there were a time to turn the fight on his ass, it was now.]
backtag land aka ten centuries passing between each tag
The change in the Venusaur's eyes was gradual, but hard to miss at such close range. Just a slight twitch there, a momentary wavering of his gaze, and a pronounced hesitation gave enough away.
If Char was right - he probably wasn't, he was just a lying punk and a bastard who couldn't be trusted even if maybe there was a possibility of being a grain of truth. Left to die... she'd never even met Charizards before. That made the hypothetical situation harder to process. Vinnie honestly had no idea how she'd react. His sister had struggled with the idea of being a 'proper' Charizard before, but being faced with real ones? Real wild ones?
His own projections were showing clearly on his face. After all, Vinnie was the one who abandoned his family all those years ago. They were gone, maybe dead. He had no way of knowing. And if he were to find his siblings, his father again... faced with the decision between the new family he had found and the old one he never should've left, every loyalty in his Venusaur blood was conflicted.
Vinnie grit his teeth, trying to shake the hold that these old anxieties had. He hated the fact that Char had somehow gotten so successfully gotten under his skin.]
She's not the one t'do shit like that. So shut the fuck up.
[Sasha wasn't the one who should've been under question. It'd always been him.
In that moment his concentration was broken. The grip he had on Char was loosened just slightly. He hadn't shifted his position any, but if there were a time to turn the fight on his ass, it was now.]