[She doesn't have time to put voice to thoughts; his fingers are steel on her arm, tight and unforgiving as he holds her in place. Even the event going on doesn't excuse it, and Pepper's immediate reaction is to try and pull away. He holds her cruely enough that her skin begins to heat, though mere bruises aren't enough to bring her abilities truly to the fore. Nor is the duration of his hold, long enough to cause her pain but only a few moments worth. Then he lets go, presses his hands towards his face and allowing Pepper a moment to step back.
It's fortunate she does. There's no time to leave or even disengage, his cry for a silence she's already given the only warning she has before he lashes out. Pepper barely has times to raise her arms, Natasha's training coming into play as she expects the impact of his wings to be blunt and forceful. She isn't at all prepared for the pain of blades, the impossibly sharp edge of those feathers tearing through flesh and earning Gabriel a cry of pain.]
Stop it! [She is human, yes, but how she had been born has been twisted, and Gabriel would see that now. Even as she starts to bleed she also burns, the Extremis flaring to knit closed deep wounds in her flesh. Fire illuminates her from within, spreading from arms inward, upward to her eyes. Still, she doesn't want to fight him; Pepper's nature is not one of a warrior, even as she realizes she cannot leave him to rage. She readies herself for what may come next, hoping that her ability to heal and to burn will dissuade him from further attempts at harm.]
The event is making you attack me; this isn't something you want to do!
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It's fortunate she does. There's no time to leave or even disengage, his cry for a silence she's already given the only warning she has before he lashes out. Pepper barely has times to raise her arms, Natasha's training coming into play as she expects the impact of his wings to be blunt and forceful. She isn't at all prepared for the pain of blades, the impossibly sharp edge of those feathers tearing through flesh and earning Gabriel a cry of pain.]
Stop it! [She is human, yes, but how she had been born has been twisted, and Gabriel would see that now. Even as she starts to bleed she also burns, the Extremis flaring to knit closed deep wounds in her flesh. Fire illuminates her from within, spreading from arms inward, upward to her eyes. Still, she doesn't want to fight him; Pepper's nature is not one of a warrior, even as she realizes she cannot leave him to rage. She readies herself for what may come next, hoping that her ability to heal and to burn will dissuade him from further attempts at harm.]
The event is making you attack me; this isn't something you want to do!