Taylor smiled, seeing the reaction he got from the woman. He dropped to the ground, ramming a screw into the concrete and holding it tight as he erased the Earth's gravitational hold on him. He didn't float at first, he simply span at an inhuman speed that snapped his shoulder into pieces. He'd trip Raveena onto her back with the spinning low kick.
After a few dozen rotations, Taylor felt a bit sick and lost grip of the screw, flying upwards from the ground before using Unskilled to make his All Fiction fail. Gravity returned, and Taylor fell to the ground. He landed on his knees, bones breaking and he puked. By his calculations, he should be straddled onto Raveena, but knowing his luck, he was just as likely on Jacqueline or maybe even this new girl, Taffy? Was that her name?
Who cares, he was on someone and that someone was covered in puke, so looked as bad as he felt. He opened his eyes, but his head was still too spinning to see anything... his left eye might have popped from the G-force, actually... Still, one thing was keeping him going.
[ MAGICALLY ENFORCED DESPAIR... ]
[ WHY MISS, I HAD NO IDEA YOU CARED. ]
Taylor smiled, then heaved again.
[ THAT FEELING OF ABSOLUTE, UTTER HELPLESSNESS ]
[ THAT KNOWLEDGE THAT YOU ARE JUST A SACK OF CHEMICALS THAT SOME HOW DECIDED IT WANTED TO EAT SOMETHING ]
[ THAT NO ONE WILL CARE ABOUT HOW YOUR PITIFUL EXISTENCE ENDS ]
[ THAT YOU'RE NOT A HERO ]
[ YOU'RE NOT SMART ]
[ YOU'RE NOT BEAUTIFUL ]
[ OR CUTE, OR PRETTY, OR STRONG, OR DESIRABLE IN ANY WAY ]
[ NO ONE WILL BE THERE WHEN YOU CRY ]
[ BECAUSE NO ONE EVER BELIEVED IN YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE. ]
Taylor reached up to his cheek with his one good hand and pulled it, forcing a facial expression as he looked to the ceiling.
Monologue over, he looked down at the body under him, and suddenly Taylor was completely unscratched. His clothes was fine, his skin unbroken and his bones weren't even cracked.
The same could also be said for every one of his victims in the room.
Taylor smiled at the person he was straddled on.
[ SO, THIS TURNING YOU ON OR DO I NEED TO BUY YOU DINNER FIRST? ]