@astraearose
location: middle of a busy street yo’ tw: car accident, heart attack
It didn’t surprise him any to find out that Astraea was in Corinth Bay too, no doubt latched to her brother as he might have remembered from the past. Orion had rarely shown himself in the past, Atlas had seen him regardless and as such, the reaper found himself a little more interested in toying with the witch for as long as he very well could. So, it was almost natural that he kept the loosest of tabs on his sister. The woman that now waited at the pedestrian crossing for the light to gleam green, impatiently almost, fidgety and entirely off in her own mind. Something told him that it certainly wasn’t because he’d yet to take his eyes off of her, masked by the crowd around him as he held a place somewhere between his corporeal form and a place that he could teleport easily enough. Death had been what he’d promised Atlas, without so many words and undoubtedly not meant for the oracle himself.. the very least he could do was dance on the very edge of it with his twin sister. As the light turned green, signaling the few passing moments that would allow those awaiting on the pavement a chance to safely cross, Orion moved. Invisible to the eye, he reached through the open window of the leading car stopped at the red light. The mere press of his fingertips against the mans temple enough to elicit the man’s heart to stammer within his chest and just as the Reaper had hoped - the uncontrollable jolt drew the mans foot to the accelerator, driving the car towards the throng of civilians trying to cross. Despite the energy it took, Orion traveled through the street, unseen again until he could feasibly infiltrate the crowd - his hand curling around the witches arm to pull her back from the path of the hurtling vehicle. “Look out!” His rough timbre unwavering even as the inwardly horrible sound of metal colliding with metal erupted, “Jesus Christ, I called out for you like three times.. Are you deaf or something? Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Exasperation filled his lungs and yet, even that quietened as he looked between her and the crumpled car - a soul waiting for him, without doubt. Sighing heavily, he pulled a hand through his hair, “-- Are you okay?”