makarov said
Guilt had barely made it out of the fight and his core was screaming he had gone into recovery mode, he was rebooting and he mind was on fire as he fell through the boom tube. When he came out the other side he slammed into a flying car and then dropped to the street and crashed onto his back, He looked up at the blue sky and in that moment let all his anger and hate go, "I...I don't want to die..." He starred up into the sky and if he could have cried he would have.
Selia was simply driving through the streets, well...floating over them. She had been having a little fun actually, until she got hit by some dude. The impact fazed her, and the car was sent flying to the side. It went into autopilot, she had no control of it as it righted and steadied itself. She breathed in and out, if she could cry, she probably would. "My car!"
She flew the car down into an alley, it was harder to steer now. She got out of it and looked over the damage, chipped paint, badly scratched....oh my. It was bad. She balled her fists and stomped out into the street where that man laid. "YOU! YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE MISTER!"