Prompt: Numb

AN: set during Beast'verse

Ilona felt a certain sense of numbness as she moved mechanically through her duties. Something was wrong, wrong, wrong, her soul screamed. She took a step before she doubled over, the tray she had been carrying dropped from hands, the glass contents shattering on impact. She stayed bent over, trying to recover from the suddenness of the attack. She shook herself mentally before kneeling to pick up the shattered remains of the thankfully empty vials. She hissed a moment, her finger accidentally catching on the sharp glass. She shook her injured hand, before bringing it up so she could make sure there weren't any shards. Satisfied, she brought her finger up to her mouth and sucked on it. The coppery tang of the blood made her wrinkle her nose but it was enough to snap her out of her numbed state.

Some instinct drove her to run to the landing strip - wanting to see Dragonator One squad return. She arrived just as Sky Fury's feet touched ground. Her amethyst colored eyes darted across the riders, counting. And that numbness settled in again when she spied Riptor without his rider.

Prompt: Beautiful

Attor glanced at the human female - his golden eyes studying her. She wasn't beautiful in the mutant sense. Her skin was too soft, too fragile - the slightest wrong move could tear that flesh. No fangs or claws that he could see to defend herself with. So delicately built that he was afraid to touch her lest he break her. Eyes that couldn't find their way in the dark.

But those small clawless hands were so infinitely gentle with their touch. That fangless mouth was warm and expressive and so easy to make smile. Eyes that were so easy to read - he found himself finding it easy to gauge her emotions by glancing into those amethyst orbs - eyes that softened when she was content, was wistful; eyes that flashed with anger, with irritation, with rage; eyes that would well up with tears when she was upset, was hurt. That delicately built body fit so perfectly in his arms, would snuggle into his embrace when she thought no-one was looking. That delicately built body that had been beaten, broken but still rose up, still defied.

No, she wasn't beautiful to any other mutant - but she was beautiful to him and that was all that mattered.