violence! hip hip hooray!

[leadsthestars]

Who: Hayley and Coyolxauhqui
Where: The library
What: Hayley and Coyolxauhqui finally have a confrontation. In the library. During the middle of the Mirrorverse flood.
When: Friday, early morningish
Warnings: Violence and gore (and wrath of very angry Aztec goddess).

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[victimofnoone]

Hayley had only yesterday arrived back on the Barge to find it in utter disarray. It had, admittedly, taken her awhile to recognize the way people were acting was akin to the Evil Barge they had experienced some time before, but she was smart enough to recognize that some of her friends were not at all themselves and to stay away from them. The girl had spent some unknown length of time away in no place and every place at once, reliving the memories of her entire life, and had returned to dystopian chaos

[leadsthestars]

For a moment or two Coyolxauhqui was content to ignore the menace and carry on with her work. It was, after all, the most diplomatic response to Hayley's constant harassment. Not killing cemented her willingness to curb her violent tendencies in the eyes of her warden and her peers, though the real truth of the matter was that Coyolxauhqui was just staying her hand. She still desired that power, that respect, but was biding her time and playing the game now.

Violence would cause fear, and that fear would give her power, but there was no reason to pursue that course of action now. Unless properly provoked, of course.

Each time she heard the thud of a book hitting the floor, Coyolxauhqui cringed. She openly stared at Hayley, watching as she continued to do harm to the precious books, knowing full-well that it was an open act of defiance and malice.

"Stop," she hissed. "Stop right now."

[victimofnoone]

Hayley wondered how long it would take to get Coyo's attention, continuing on to the next row rather than having to move sideways down the line. When she heard the goddess's voice, she pressed one more book to be taken by gravity's whims and then looked up with an expression of sincere confusion and innocence. "It's a public library. The books are magical, which means they're totally fine, and I'm using a process of elimination to find a really terrible book for me to read. You know, taking the books off one by one until there's only the one terrible book left by itself."

There was a subtle metaphor there, referring to Coyo's circumstances in her attempts to escape, but Hayley honestly wasn't certain whether the woman would understand that implied meaning or not.

[leadsthestars]

One thing Coyolxauhqui was incredibly good at - one of her hidden talents, really - was her ability to play dumb. She understood Hayley's meaning, or at least understood that it was meant to be a slight towards her, but didn't react to it. Instead she continued to watch as the books fell to the floor, slow-building anger replacing the initial bewilderment she once felt.

"It's disrespectful." She was starting to seethe, eyes narrowed and hands curling themselves into fists. "I know you hate me. I am not so ignorant; I am not so oblivious to the way you speak to me. Hate me, but don't be petty."