11-21-2013, 01:59 PM
Tony's sudden decline erased all of Claire's good-hearted flirtation. He wavered like he might fall, and she reached to steady him. Given the girth of those shoulders, she doubted her slender shape do much more good than simply slow his descent to the ground.
Thankfully, no such thing was needed, but Claire's heart beat brisk in the aftermath of what had nearly taken place. With the danger passed, and like the good meddlesome thing she was, her curiosity buffered the remaining edge of tension. What in the world had happened?!?
He calmed her with a tight smile that Claire definitely did not buy, and carried on with more cryptic sayings. Holy shit, intrigue was sure man's blood.
After returning his book, she crossed her arms and leaned her weight back on the ball of one foot. She was withholding judgement, but the way she studied him was intrusive. She was going to get to the bottom of this whether it was her business or not.
"The Sickness, you say."
She snorted something in between disbelief and hesitation. Sure, June had talked about it some, but the Sickness never really came up in conversation between the four girls of their coven. No more than it did at any family's dinner table. "You can't turn around without finding another conspiracy theory. There's those camps for 'quarantine' right? Well if there's people that want to make anyone with the Sickness disappear, then I'd buy that."
Behind the gears of her words, she was running over the list of symptoms they talked about on the news. Disorientation, flushing, vomiting, screaming. Well, if Tony's fluster had been a sudden appearance of the Sickness, she'd hold her ground. At least to watch and see what happened to him. She hadn't known anyone with the Sickness before.
Thankfully, no such thing was needed, but Claire's heart beat brisk in the aftermath of what had nearly taken place. With the danger passed, and like the good meddlesome thing she was, her curiosity buffered the remaining edge of tension. What in the world had happened?!?
He calmed her with a tight smile that Claire definitely did not buy, and carried on with more cryptic sayings. Holy shit, intrigue was sure man's blood.
After returning his book, she crossed her arms and leaned her weight back on the ball of one foot. She was withholding judgement, but the way she studied him was intrusive. She was going to get to the bottom of this whether it was her business or not.
"The Sickness, you say."
She snorted something in between disbelief and hesitation. Sure, June had talked about it some, but the Sickness never really came up in conversation between the four girls of their coven. No more than it did at any family's dinner table. "You can't turn around without finding another conspiracy theory. There's those camps for 'quarantine' right? Well if there's people that want to make anyone with the Sickness disappear, then I'd buy that."
Behind the gears of her words, she was running over the list of symptoms they talked about on the news. Disorientation, flushing, vomiting, screaming. Well, if Tony's fluster had been a sudden appearance of the Sickness, she'd hold her ground. At least to watch and see what happened to him. She hadn't known anyone with the Sickness before.