"I can't do that." Bruce replied, his pulse rate elevating along with his adrenaline levels. He had to watch them closely enough that he could feel it, the spike in his heartbeat, the vaguely sick feeling in the pit of his stomach...and he only had a small window in which to let the Other Guy out if an incident was imminent, a sliver of a chance to push some part of himself into the mind of the Hulk...
Tugging off his glasses with one hand, he folded them and slid them into the pocket of his pants, the only clothing he knew he'd probably keep. His control was sliding another notch, and to his horror, Bruce couldn't stop it. It was...
He could sometimes steer the destructive urges of the Other Guy. Now, it almost felt like the Other Guy was trying to steer Bruce.
"Eleanor, calm down." Bruce urged, glancing over to catch the other man's eye as he took note of the name. "Let us help you...there's still time."
Only there wasn't. Already it was happening, his eyes bright green now as he leaned back heavily against the wall she'd shoved him into. Every muscle was tense, every cell screaming at the edge of an incident, a transformation coming not because it was triggered...but because it was needed.
Unless they could make this young, impossibly strong girl stop.
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Date: 2014-10-24 06:09 am (UTC)Tugging off his glasses with one hand, he folded them and slid them into the pocket of his pants, the only clothing he knew he'd probably keep. His control was sliding another notch, and to his horror, Bruce couldn't stop it. It was...
He could sometimes steer the destructive urges of the Other Guy. Now, it almost felt like the Other Guy was trying to steer Bruce.
"Eleanor, calm down." Bruce urged, glancing over to catch the other man's eye as he took note of the name. "Let us help you...there's still time."
Only there wasn't. Already it was happening, his eyes bright green now as he leaned back heavily against the wall she'd shoved him into. Every muscle was tense, every cell screaming at the edge of an incident, a transformation coming not because it was triggered...but because it was needed.
Unless they could make this young, impossibly strong girl stop.