01-06-2015, 01:30 PM
The man had merely sliced his thumb, and the likelihood of her getting anywhere near it was slim, but she didn’t like to let anything to chance if she could help it. Like many other cuts of its kind, the thumb looked to be bleeding more than was necessary; or at least that was her impression of it. Truth was, it was a minor and easily dealt with injury, but her gaze remained glued to the steady red trickle that slid along his skin.
The kid’s face lit up as she answered Camila’s question. The way her expression opened up almost turned the little girl into a different child altogether. Whatever tragedy had struck the little girl appeared to drain a lot out of her. “Baby pandas? I bet they were adorable.”
It was easy to smile to the child, but there was something lurking in the back of the little girl’s eyes that Camila felt familiar. “What’s your name?”
She asked while turning a little in her seat to better face the child, but the first thing she got in response was the sound of an apparently hungry stomach. “Oh oh… are you a bear? I think I just heard you growl.”
Movement from the corner of her eye forced her to look away from the girl and towards her father. She watched Salguero for a moment as he readied a meal for the girl and was returning her attention to their small companion when he spoke up once again. The failed attempt at censorship nearly produced a chuckle from her, but then she saw what had happened. Any merriment died in her throat the moment Camila spotted the blood.
Camila stared at him for a moment, nearly frozen in her seat before finally nodding and walking around the bar as he had directed. After grabbing a towel from the cabinet, she returned and handed him the towel, trying her best to act as normal as possible. “Not very handy with a kn—“
The whirlwind of images struck without warning. A snake slithered across the ground, making its way into the shadows, only to stop at Enrique’s feet and coil upon itself. It twisted and writhed furiously as it began to eat its own tail.
A blue gem, dangling from a chain.
Enrique holding a trembling Marta in his arms.
Blood dripping from the man’s hands. Limp bodies scattered at his feet.
Candles… so many candles… a sea of flames flickering against a dark abyss.
She was brought back to the bar with a sharp intake of breath. Blinking, Camila tried to regain her bearings. One hand rested on the counter for support, the other still held the towel out to the man. It appeared a drop of blood had splattered on her hand.
The things she’d seen couldn’t have taken more than a few seconds, but even that would have been enough to make people talk of her strange behavior. At least, as visions went, it had been relatively light. At least, at the end of it, she was still standing.
“I’m sorry, just got a bit of a dizzy spell.”
Letting go of the towel once the man had a grip on it, Camila hurriedly wiped her hand on her pants and took a step back. “I should go.”
The kid’s face lit up as she answered Camila’s question. The way her expression opened up almost turned the little girl into a different child altogether. Whatever tragedy had struck the little girl appeared to drain a lot out of her. “Baby pandas? I bet they were adorable.”
It was easy to smile to the child, but there was something lurking in the back of the little girl’s eyes that Camila felt familiar. “What’s your name?”
She asked while turning a little in her seat to better face the child, but the first thing she got in response was the sound of an apparently hungry stomach. “Oh oh… are you a bear? I think I just heard you growl.”
Movement from the corner of her eye forced her to look away from the girl and towards her father. She watched Salguero for a moment as he readied a meal for the girl and was returning her attention to their small companion when he spoke up once again. The failed attempt at censorship nearly produced a chuckle from her, but then she saw what had happened. Any merriment died in her throat the moment Camila spotted the blood.
Camila stared at him for a moment, nearly frozen in her seat before finally nodding and walking around the bar as he had directed. After grabbing a towel from the cabinet, she returned and handed him the towel, trying her best to act as normal as possible. “Not very handy with a kn—“
The whirlwind of images struck without warning. A snake slithered across the ground, making its way into the shadows, only to stop at Enrique’s feet and coil upon itself. It twisted and writhed furiously as it began to eat its own tail.
A blue gem, dangling from a chain.
Enrique holding a trembling Marta in his arms.
Blood dripping from the man’s hands. Limp bodies scattered at his feet.
Candles… so many candles… a sea of flames flickering against a dark abyss.
She was brought back to the bar with a sharp intake of breath. Blinking, Camila tried to regain her bearings. One hand rested on the counter for support, the other still held the towel out to the man. It appeared a drop of blood had splattered on her hand.
The things she’d seen couldn’t have taken more than a few seconds, but even that would have been enough to make people talk of her strange behavior. At least, as visions went, it had been relatively light. At least, at the end of it, she was still standing.
“I’m sorry, just got a bit of a dizzy spell.”
Letting go of the towel once the man had a grip on it, Camila hurriedly wiped her hand on her pants and took a step back. “I should go.”