He doesn't refuse. For a second, she thought he might -- feared he might. If he had, she would have had to run, and the more people who know she's out here, the harder it would have been to stay hidden. But he agrees, and lifts his wand, and says a few words in what sounds like Latin.
She feels the spell hit her. Her arms and legs snap together, and she topples back onto the forest floor, as stiff and straight as a wooden plank. She can't move. She can't even try to move. The wanting to move is there, but it's all stuck in her head and can't make it to her limbs. It's a little like when the hunger takes over, except she could still get through, if she tried. She can't get through this. And she has the feeling the hunger couldn't either.
This is better than handcuffs and a mask. It's even better than the wheelchair. She can barely blink, let alone hurt anyone. She can't smile, either, but on the inside, Melanie is delighted.
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Date: 2017-09-03 05:45 pm (UTC)From:She feels the spell hit her. Her arms and legs snap together, and she topples back onto the forest floor, as stiff and straight as a wooden plank. She can't move. She can't even try to move. The wanting to move is there, but it's all stuck in her head and can't make it to her limbs. It's a little like when the hunger takes over, except she could still get through, if she tried. She can't get through this. And she has the feeling the hunger couldn't either.
This is better than handcuffs and a mask. It's even better than the wheelchair. She can barely blink, let alone hurt anyone. She can't smile, either, but on the inside, Melanie is delighted.