[She can tell he's getting more and more angry, and that's exactly what she'd wanted. He's mad, he's upset, and his veneer of civility is quite literally peeling off. It's almost comical. Almost. She could almost laugh, but that wasn't really her style, and she was also well and truly done with his shit. That he even continues to plague her here, after his demise, is a continuous reminder of just how terrible things were on the other side. His presence had fortified her resolve even further at the beginning, to resist the Kenoma and oppose everything it represented.
His challenge does not go unanswered. She pulls the trigger without warning, a buzzing web of electricity bursting from the pistol's barrel, a powerful taser that drops the wretched little man to the ground. Cait isn't uncivilized enough to kick him, but she sincerely thinks about it. Instead, she just levels the pistol at his stomach, considering which shot to use next.]
You want to know where I was on the Day of Ash? I was a child. You've been projecting all of your issues and hatred onto me since we arrived, but you don't know the first thing about me, Silco. I've actually tried something to help Zaun, whereas all you've done is profit by causing even more suffering and let yourself spiral into hateful radicalization.
[She leans down, eyes glittering in the dark. She's got him right where she wants him, angry and unable to get away, but the noise coming from the square with the pyres is growing louder. She has to get into position and stop fooling with him. Their feud can wait.]
I really should take you prisoner, just like your comrades did to my friends but sadly I don't really have the time to take you in. I've got more important things to deal with tonight, fortunately for you. Next time, however...I assure you that you'll be my primary target.
[Pulling back the hammer on the gun, Caitlyn inhales, a greenish swirl of wind magic beginning to form around the barrel. A blast of magic erupts from it, smashing into Silco and sending him tumbling from the roof to land somewhere else. He's not her problem, not right now.]
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His challenge does not go unanswered. She pulls the trigger without warning, a buzzing web of electricity bursting from the pistol's barrel, a powerful taser that drops the wretched little man to the ground. Cait isn't uncivilized enough to kick him, but she sincerely thinks about it. Instead, she just levels the pistol at his stomach, considering which shot to use next.]
You want to know where I was on the Day of Ash? I was a child. You've been projecting all of your issues and hatred onto me since we arrived, but you don't know the first thing about me, Silco. I've actually tried something to help Zaun, whereas all you've done is profit by causing even more suffering and let yourself spiral into hateful radicalization.
[She leans down, eyes glittering in the dark. She's got him right where she wants him, angry and unable to get away, but the noise coming from the square with the pyres is growing louder. She has to get into position and stop fooling with him. Their feud can wait.]
I really should take you prisoner, just like your comrades did to my friends but sadly I don't really have the time to take you in. I've got more important things to deal with tonight, fortunately for you. Next time, however...I assure you that you'll be my primary target.
[Pulling back the hammer on the gun, Caitlyn inhales, a greenish swirl of wind magic beginning to form around the barrel. A blast of magic erupts from it, smashing into Silco and sending him tumbling from the roof to land somewhere else. He's not her problem, not right now.]