[ Poe doesn't even have the chance to yell for Laura to run before they have a collar on her too. The sight of those claws, blood-slicked, sliding away leaves him unsettled, chest tight, and he has no idea why. It's not just the fact that Laura killed one man and maimed, possibly killed another.
(Do Cassian and Jyn know this kid? An odd thought to have in the moment.) ]
Let her go.
[ The knife is pressed hard enough against his throat that he can feel it cut into his skin as he speaks. Blood wells against his neck. He doesn't care. ]
You've got me, I'll go quiet, just let her leave.
[ He knows the odds aren't great. She took down one of their number. The others are trying to stop the flow of blood from the other man's shoulder.
The knife presses harder against his neck, and the well of blood turns into a trickle.
"We've got you both. We'll take you both."
He shoves Poe away and down onto his knees, as two of the cultists move to snap shackles around his wrists and Laura's, behind their backs. This time Poe doesn't fight it. He doesn't want to know what they'll do to Laura if he does. ]
no subject
(Do Cassian and Jyn know this kid? An odd thought to have in the moment.) ]
Let her go.
[ The knife is pressed hard enough against his throat that he can feel it cut into his skin as he speaks. Blood wells against his neck. He doesn't care. ]
You've got me, I'll go quiet, just let her leave.
[ He knows the odds aren't great. She took down one of their number. The others are trying to stop the flow of blood from the other man's shoulder.
The knife presses harder against his neck, and the well of blood turns into a trickle.
"We've got you both. We'll take you both."
He shoves Poe away and down onto his knees, as two of the cultists move to snap shackles around his wrists and Laura's, behind their backs. This time Poe doesn't fight it. He doesn't want to know what they'll do to Laura if he does. ]