"Cornelia, what are you doing? Attack!"
When the nights stretch too long, when she is tired of mirrors and can be someone else with the flick of a wrist, when there is excitement in the secrecy and the new reflection staring back at her, it is easy for Cornelia to fall into Peter's arms. He may not have her wit or candor or passion like he does, but she can accept the ease of him when there is no one crossing dimensions for her.
"My powers betrayed me!"
She is sick to death of the quips and the quarrels and the comebacks. This game of attack-and-defense has been her only response to the grief that comes with the loss of him. But one of them slips. The facade falls.
"No, they're spectacular! Show me what you can do!"
She has forgotten what it feels like to hear softness from his lips, as she has forgotten the feeling of the earth reaching her fingertips.
"I'll show you spectacular!"
He cannot be as stubborn as her, not when he knows what she is capable of, not when his faith in her is as boundless as her immense power, not when he loves her more and more in the rare moments she is Cornelia around him. Of course, she disarms their enemies in an instant.
A red rose blooms around the hilt of his sword.
a/n: yall, this episode kills me. its easily one of my fav cxc eps. was heavily inspired alabama shakes' 'dont wanna fight no more' in the writing process.
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