A black and red man enters the copse of trees where he stands with the woman on the ground, and Reilly snorts and finds his ears laying back on his neck at the gall of him. Coming to stand over her like a prized possession and then glaring blame at him. "I hardly think I would be standing here asking if she needs help if I were the one behind this." Something rises within the Irish stallion that he's never felt before. Protectiveness, empathy, an intense desire to make things better for her. And this wanker comes around acting the maggot with him. Standing to his full height, a good hand and a half taller (bigger, in every sense), Reilly moves to take a step toward the arse and rightly remove him from where he stands. But then he catches the look on the poor lass's face and ceases his movement. His entire face softens to her. His heart swells, his gut wrenches. She looks so broken, so lost. And they weren't helping. So he turns his vibrant gaze back to the male and aims the most piercing glare he can manage. His lips part and his words are prepped to speak.
"Move."
Pretty much just what he was about to say, but the singular word had not come from him. Instead, a bay roan approaches, slinking from the shadows. His wings are unlike anything he's seen before, but it isn't the wings that have Reilly inwardly side-stepping. The man has a certain presence around him, powerful and promising of menace should he be crossed. Reilly is not afraid of him, by any means, but he instantly holds a level of respect for him. For reasons he doesn't fully understand. He seems to know her, speaks her name and asks a question to her similar to the one the other had. Exasperated, Reilly tosses his head, rolling those blue-green eyes. He huffs. "What the bluidy hell do I look like? You fellas are jammers of shite if ya think I'm the type to be layin' the boots on the poor love. Get off it, you fools." He glares fire at them. Angry, no pissed. It surprises him, how much he is affected by all this. Typically he would be the one, when told to move, to say sure fine and go on his merry way. Not this time. No.
"Make it stop. Please make it stop." His heart breaks for her and gears him into action. She is hurting, bad. And here there are these two gobshites standing there staring at him like it's his fault. No. Screw them. He exhales, long and slow, and his powers that had lain dormant for so long suddenly rise from within him. Unseen, he sends it out toward them, whether they would like it or not. Normally he shares his brand of awesomesauce with people to have a mutual good time. But this time, this time he doesn't give two shakes if they want it or don't. It is no small dose that he pours into the two stallions, his every intention bent toward disarming them and sending them off-balance. Let them suddenly see way too many trees and the world spin around them. Let them suddenly struggle to maintain balance. Let them fail to see him move around them to send much softer waves to the broken bird on the ground so that she can be numbed to the sudden jarring he would cause her. He doesn't hesitate, wanting to take her far away from any other male. Far away from anyone else who would ask her painful questions or gaze down on her pitifully. Far away from self-righteous shapers who seek to 'save' her. The damage had been done to her already. She didn't need to be saved right now. She needs to go and heal. Away from prying eyes.
Still, he sends more waves of intoxication to the other males. Attempting to further ensure their escape. One last glare at them, and then he dips his head to lightly brush her forelock from her eyes. A loving touch as he breathes his power into her, just a bit. Enough to relax her. "Shh, lil bird (in case she rebuffs him). I've got ya now." Without further ado, he nudges her as gently as he can, getting her up into a position enough to where he can scoop her up. She's a small thing compared to him, and he has no problem lifting her and practically hoisting her onto his back. And then he sets forward. On to far away places.
OOC: um. So. Not what I was expecting to happen. Reilly had plans of his own loool. Permission given to powerplay Wallace so he can attempt to whisk her away. And his intention is to stupify Thiago and Sabrael so that he can do so and disappear without fuss. They can try to stop him, of course. How intoxicated they get is up to y'all, as well as how long the effects last. But he does try to lay it on really thick. He is Irish, blunt and rood <3
((If is not okay, and if I need to change, pleeeease let me know. This is first time he is using his powers on unknowing peeps xD))
"Move."
Pretty much just what he was about to say, but the singular word had not come from him. Instead, a bay roan approaches, slinking from the shadows. His wings are unlike anything he's seen before, but it isn't the wings that have Reilly inwardly side-stepping. The man has a certain presence around him, powerful and promising of menace should he be crossed. Reilly is not afraid of him, by any means, but he instantly holds a level of respect for him. For reasons he doesn't fully understand. He seems to know her, speaks her name and asks a question to her similar to the one the other had. Exasperated, Reilly tosses his head, rolling those blue-green eyes. He huffs. "What the bluidy hell do I look like? You fellas are jammers of shite if ya think I'm the type to be layin' the boots on the poor love. Get off it, you fools." He glares fire at them. Angry, no pissed. It surprises him, how much he is affected by all this. Typically he would be the one, when told to move, to say sure fine and go on his merry way. Not this time. No.
"Make it stop. Please make it stop." His heart breaks for her and gears him into action. She is hurting, bad. And here there are these two gobshites standing there staring at him like it's his fault. No. Screw them. He exhales, long and slow, and his powers that had lain dormant for so long suddenly rise from within him. Unseen, he sends it out toward them, whether they would like it or not. Normally he shares his brand of awesomesauce with people to have a mutual good time. But this time, this time he doesn't give two shakes if they want it or don't. It is no small dose that he pours into the two stallions, his every intention bent toward disarming them and sending them off-balance. Let them suddenly see way too many trees and the world spin around them. Let them suddenly struggle to maintain balance. Let them fail to see him move around them to send much softer waves to the broken bird on the ground so that she can be numbed to the sudden jarring he would cause her. He doesn't hesitate, wanting to take her far away from any other male. Far away from anyone else who would ask her painful questions or gaze down on her pitifully. Far away from self-righteous shapers who seek to 'save' her. The damage had been done to her already. She didn't need to be saved right now. She needs to go and heal. Away from prying eyes.
Still, he sends more waves of intoxication to the other males. Attempting to further ensure their escape. One last glare at them, and then he dips his head to lightly brush her forelock from her eyes. A loving touch as he breathes his power into her, just a bit. Enough to relax her. "Shh, lil bird (in case she rebuffs him). I've got ya now." Without further ado, he nudges her as gently as he can, getting her up into a position enough to where he can scoop her up. She's a small thing compared to him, and he has no problem lifting her and practically hoisting her onto his back. And then he sets forward. On to far away places.
OOC: um. So. Not what I was expecting to happen. Reilly had plans of his own loool. Permission given to powerplay Wallace so he can attempt to whisk her away. And his intention is to stupify Thiago and Sabrael so that he can do so and disappear without fuss. They can try to stop him, of course. How intoxicated they get is up to y'all, as well as how long the effects last. But he does try to lay it on really thick. He is Irish, blunt and rood <3
((If is not okay, and if I need to change, pleeeease let me know. This is first time he is using his powers on unknowing peeps xD))
