01-06-2015, 02:46 PM
"Marta."
She answered the woman quietly. Marta didn't know the woman's name, but she didn't ask. Instead she giggled when the woman asked if she was a bear. Marta found herself always looking at the woman's eyes. There was something there that Marta connected with. She didn't understand it, but it was there.
When Ricky cut himself, part of Marta was glad. Maybe now he'd get mad and send her away, but he didn't. Instead he asked the woman to help. The woman grabbed a towel and handed it to Ricky and for a moment, she seemed to drift away. Then she was back - and...wanted to leave!
Marta didn't want that. She wanted the woman to stay. Marta stood and as the woman took a step back, Marta grabbed her hand. "Please don't go."
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Ricky took the offered towel and stemmed the bleeding. The woman now seemed faint and quickly decided she wanted to leave. It seemed really odd, but before he new it, Marta had taken the woman's hand and asked her to stay.
Confusion marred Ricky's features as Miguel arrived and bandaged his hand. Marta's tone had been different from when Jacinda had been there. When Jacinda had left at the brothel, there had been panic there. This time - it was just - different. This woman was different. Why had Marta connected with her so fast? Whatever it was - he was now seeing what Marta would be like when she healed - a wonderful, fun loving, social girl who could smile and laugh. That giggle had stirred something in Ricky - whatever reservations he had before about his decision had disappeared with that.
As Miguel left Ricky, he bent down a bit to look Marta in the eye and smiled. She was eleven, but seemed so much younger - likely from her past. She turned toward him as Eduardo's blue pendant slipped out from under his shirt. "Should we invite her for dinner?"
Marta nodded and Ricky stood up.
He faced the woman and scratched his neck with his left hand, revealing the ouroboros tattoo on his forearm. He had never asked a woman to dinner like this before. "I've never seen her like this before."
He looked from the woman to Marta and back again. "Will you stay? Please."
Ricky wasn't the type to beg, but anything for his little girl.
Edited by Enrique, Jan 6 2015, 02:48 PM.
She answered the woman quietly. Marta didn't know the woman's name, but she didn't ask. Instead she giggled when the woman asked if she was a bear. Marta found herself always looking at the woman's eyes. There was something there that Marta connected with. She didn't understand it, but it was there.
When Ricky cut himself, part of Marta was glad. Maybe now he'd get mad and send her away, but he didn't. Instead he asked the woman to help. The woman grabbed a towel and handed it to Ricky and for a moment, she seemed to drift away. Then she was back - and...wanted to leave!
Marta didn't want that. She wanted the woman to stay. Marta stood and as the woman took a step back, Marta grabbed her hand. "Please don't go."
Ricky took the offered towel and stemmed the bleeding. The woman now seemed faint and quickly decided she wanted to leave. It seemed really odd, but before he new it, Marta had taken the woman's hand and asked her to stay.
Confusion marred Ricky's features as Miguel arrived and bandaged his hand. Marta's tone had been different from when Jacinda had been there. When Jacinda had left at the brothel, there had been panic there. This time - it was just - different. This woman was different. Why had Marta connected with her so fast? Whatever it was - he was now seeing what Marta would be like when she healed - a wonderful, fun loving, social girl who could smile and laugh. That giggle had stirred something in Ricky - whatever reservations he had before about his decision had disappeared with that.
As Miguel left Ricky, he bent down a bit to look Marta in the eye and smiled. She was eleven, but seemed so much younger - likely from her past. She turned toward him as Eduardo's blue pendant slipped out from under his shirt. "Should we invite her for dinner?"
Marta nodded and Ricky stood up.
He faced the woman and scratched his neck with his left hand, revealing the ouroboros tattoo on his forearm. He had never asked a woman to dinner like this before. "I've never seen her like this before."
He looked from the woman to Marta and back again. "Will you stay? Please."
Ricky wasn't the type to beg, but anything for his little girl.
Edited by Enrique, Jan 6 2015, 02:48 PM.