[ The retort earns a sharp glare from the woman with so many sharp things upon her person, and her eyes flash a dangerous green at once. She has a nasty temper, and especially in an unknown, confusing environment, her kneejerk reaction is hostility.
Immediately, Maleficent thrusts up her hand, palm upright and fingers curled, ready to conjure her magic and aim it in some way at this unpleasant, fussing man (she won't really hurt him.... perhaps only startle him, lift him into the air and fling him away from her like an insect so he'll stop that complaining), but........ nothing comes.
The dark fairy blinks, eyes still a little glossy and disoriented, and her lip curls. She tries again, but... nothing. Distressed, she's shifting around again, that wing that was already nudging against the man simply pushing against him more insistently, extending out, and maybe it knocks against his head! Maybe he ends up with a face-full of feathers, what's it to her! ]
no subject
Immediately, Maleficent thrusts up her hand, palm upright and fingers curled, ready to conjure her magic and aim it in some way at this unpleasant, fussing man (she won't really hurt him.... perhaps only startle him, lift him into the air and fling him away from her like an insect so he'll stop that complaining), but........ nothing comes.
The dark fairy blinks, eyes still a little glossy and disoriented, and her lip curls. She tries again, but... nothing. Distressed, she's shifting around again, that wing that was already nudging against the man simply pushing against him more insistently, extending out, and maybe it knocks against his head! Maybe he ends up with a face-full of feathers, what's it to her! ]