Good while it lasted. Terrible when it ended. Instantly, Vulpesen's instincts kicked in and he summoned the force to his hands, ready to blast the attacker into oblivion with a point blank burst of force energy. Tragedy would most likely ensue in such a situation. Luckily for the two(though less luckily for Vulps), Daella had a guardian angle/wolf watching over her. Taking over Vulpesen's still waking mind was relatively easy for Ace to take control of. Though unable to cut his bond mate from the force, what the wolf could do was lock Vulpesen's arms in place. A rush of telekinetic force launched downward, blowing the arm off the couch, a large dent in the wall, and Vulpesen back into a flip off of the couch. And with his arms locked to his side, he had no means to defend himself from having his face slammed into the floor. "SON OF A-" This time, Ace focused on his mouth, clamping it shut while screaming Daella's presence into his mind.
"Oh... Sorry sunshine, what was that again?" His voice was held a tint of pain as he laid there. By the stars, he hated Zana. Still, she was a part of his daughter. And it would be a while before he could find a way to adequately threaten or subdue the pesky subconscious. Nope, for now he was stuck with all of his daughter, sunshine and rainstorm and all.
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