Grabbed and thrown, in full velocity, Stark’d blast out of Beast’s hand like a rocket and through three floors before careening out of the wall and into the open air. Staring down at the now-gaping hole in the building, he’d plant his face in his palm and sigh. Gently dropping in altitude towards his landing site.
Irritated, Beast belted after Stark as soon as he dropped altitude. Things were looking a little more impossible for him right now, but that didn’t stop him. Even if he just scared the man off, that was enough. He ran out, in the direction of the landing site.
“GET OFF OF MY PROPERTY!” He bellowed at Stark, roaring.
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Belle soon reached the end of the hall, and found the doors leading to the West Wing. “Beast? Are you there?” She knocked on the door.
Beast jumped back from the door, his heart pounding. What would he say to her? Why was she back? Was this even real? Questions all flooded his head, and he just wanted to hide behind the door, but he knew he couldn’t. Trying to look intimidating, he opened the door, standing tall.
“So you’ve returned.” He stated coldly, grunting, trying to look as if he didn’t care.
(Source: theprincelybeast)