07-01-2014, 10:08 AM
The familiar crunch of White's driveway rolled beneath the van. Rune grumbled again, but with less coherency than before.
"Uncle Seth, I don't feel so good."
His twisted up in a frown. "I bet you don't. But buck up girl. You've had worse."
It's true, she thought, and grit down to bear it. - both White's disappointment and the pain. She'd rather take the pain.
The heavy van door slid open and Seth was lifting her. "Damn girl you're getting heavy."
He groaned when he lifted her.
Rune drew in a sharp, pained breath as she held her stomach like she were keeping her guts from falling out. "You're getting old."
She managed. She might be bleeding, but might as well keep a sense of humor.
She closed her eyes. She'd stopped crying some time ago, no longer feeling the need nor fear to keep it up. But waterproof eyeliner stayed unsmudged. She couldn't say the same for her smokey eyeshadow. She also didn't care. She liked makeup because it was pretty, not to impress a MF'er like White.
Two other Atharim on the team made it to his door before she and Seth. The first kept a lookout while the second knocked on the sea-can door.
Seth labored her up the porch and Rune braced herself for white's inevitable punch to her ego. He'd likely beat it bloody, but Rune held to herself. How was she to know an invisible ninja was going to appear right in front of her? To save a god of all things?
"Uncle Seth, I don't feel so good."
His twisted up in a frown. "I bet you don't. But buck up girl. You've had worse."
It's true, she thought, and grit down to bear it. - both White's disappointment and the pain. She'd rather take the pain.
The heavy van door slid open and Seth was lifting her. "Damn girl you're getting heavy."
He groaned when he lifted her.
Rune drew in a sharp, pained breath as she held her stomach like she were keeping her guts from falling out. "You're getting old."
She managed. She might be bleeding, but might as well keep a sense of humor.
She closed her eyes. She'd stopped crying some time ago, no longer feeling the need nor fear to keep it up. But waterproof eyeliner stayed unsmudged. She couldn't say the same for her smokey eyeshadow. She also didn't care. She liked makeup because it was pretty, not to impress a MF'er like White.
Two other Atharim on the team made it to his door before she and Seth. The first kept a lookout while the second knocked on the sea-can door.
Seth labored her up the porch and Rune braced herself for white's inevitable punch to her ego. He'd likely beat it bloody, but Rune held to herself. How was she to know an invisible ninja was going to appear right in front of her? To save a god of all things?