06-05-2006, 04:06 PM
The tree was hard and uncomfortable even through the leather of her suit. She shifted restlessly, but always kept her eyes focused, looking for any sign of movement.
They didn?t keep a campfire that night; it wasn?t that cold. Besides, it would be just as bad as pitching a fifty foot neon sign on the ground and shouting ?Come and get us!!?. Strategy? What strategy?
She sighed hard, once again, for the umpteenth time since the sun went down. The moon filtered through the canopy of trees, lending the only light to the camp. Stars twinkled in the black blanket of sky, the only sentinels watching over her now.
Her eyes lowered to the majins? sleeping faces. Ironic how peaceful and innocent they looked when they aren?t up griping about. Of course, she understood why they were in the mood they were in. She should feel the same, but something in her heart numbed her from feeling anything. Maybe it was the prospect of seeing their fallen clansmen after this whole fucking game was over; or maybe she finally gave in to that old steeliness from long ago, the one where she could look in the face of an innocent child and blow their brains clear across town without batting an eye.
That had to be it, either that or a combination of the two. Vi knew she wouldn?t be able to kill these two, she was in far too deep to murder them. Unless provoked, she?d put her life in danger if to keep them safe. It was an unspoken promise she made to herself when she set foot on the mansion property.
Her stomach began its incessant rumbling again, and she knew she couldn?t ignore it any longer. Rising to her feet, she dusted the leaves and twigs from her rear, and fled into the forest.
She had somehow managed to bag a few rabbits, carrying them by their bound feet back to camp. All preparations were done in near darkness, and after creating a small fire, she cooked her kill, the aroma of smoking meat making her stomach spasm furiously.
?Wake up, boys. Food.? She nudged them with her boot, but they lay still like corpses. ?Wake up?? She kicked Supes again, with a little more force. Nothing.
?Kibbles?? She bent down to shake his shoulder gently. ?Kibbs??
An arm shot out and gripped her throat, and then, the glow of two red circles filled her vision.
They didn?t keep a campfire that night; it wasn?t that cold. Besides, it would be just as bad as pitching a fifty foot neon sign on the ground and shouting ?Come and get us!!?. Strategy? What strategy?
She sighed hard, once again, for the umpteenth time since the sun went down. The moon filtered through the canopy of trees, lending the only light to the camp. Stars twinkled in the black blanket of sky, the only sentinels watching over her now.
Her eyes lowered to the majins? sleeping faces. Ironic how peaceful and innocent they looked when they aren?t up griping about. Of course, she understood why they were in the mood they were in. She should feel the same, but something in her heart numbed her from feeling anything. Maybe it was the prospect of seeing their fallen clansmen after this whole fucking game was over; or maybe she finally gave in to that old steeliness from long ago, the one where she could look in the face of an innocent child and blow their brains clear across town without batting an eye.
That had to be it, either that or a combination of the two. Vi knew she wouldn?t be able to kill these two, she was in far too deep to murder them. Unless provoked, she?d put her life in danger if to keep them safe. It was an unspoken promise she made to herself when she set foot on the mansion property.
Her stomach began its incessant rumbling again, and she knew she couldn?t ignore it any longer. Rising to her feet, she dusted the leaves and twigs from her rear, and fled into the forest.
She had somehow managed to bag a few rabbits, carrying them by their bound feet back to camp. All preparations were done in near darkness, and after creating a small fire, she cooked her kill, the aroma of smoking meat making her stomach spasm furiously.
?Wake up, boys. Food.? She nudged them with her boot, but they lay still like corpses. ?Wake up?? She kicked Supes again, with a little more force. Nothing.
?Kibbles?? She bent down to shake his shoulder gently. ?Kibbs??
An arm shot out and gripped her throat, and then, the glow of two red circles filled her vision.
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