hail of arrows
Feb. 18th, 2015 12:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
To graduate from utter silence to the constant roar of Gilead was something else. Though she had been here for over a week now, and would stay for much longer, Kaine was not used to the constant noise. Even at night it felt as if she could hear every shuffle of bodies in sheets and night clothes, every fuck whether positive or not, and all those conversations that were never suited for daylight. It all made sleeping outside difficult, but even lying beside Nariko didn't make it any easier to deal with the walls all around her. They were suffocating. At night and in the day, they threatened to drive Kaine out of her mind.
So she took to wandering around because there wasn't fuck else to do around here, not for her.
Which might have explained catching sight of him towards an edge, around a corner. The specifics weren't relevant, that Kaine saw Bert and spun on her worn down heel and followed him was relevant. It should have also been worrying for her, this unnatural and constant fascination that was tempered by the occasional bout of good sense felt odd. It was a ... Not a problem, but not exactly good. Crushes on men that you hardly knew, that hid the way Cuthbert did, that never let her finish talking the way Cuthbert did couldn't end well.
She followed anyway, and not with any real ounce of subtlety or control. Eventually one of them would have to say something and in her own way she knew he might take that responsibility first. So she followed, and even if Kaine happened to be wrong he was pretty interesting to stare at anyway. Maybe it was the hair.
So she took to wandering around because there wasn't fuck else to do around here, not for her.
Which might have explained catching sight of him towards an edge, around a corner. The specifics weren't relevant, that Kaine saw Bert and spun on her worn down heel and followed him was relevant. It should have also been worrying for her, this unnatural and constant fascination that was tempered by the occasional bout of good sense felt odd. It was a ... Not a problem, but not exactly good. Crushes on men that you hardly knew, that hid the way Cuthbert did, that never let her finish talking the way Cuthbert did couldn't end well.
She followed anyway, and not with any real ounce of subtlety or control. Eventually one of them would have to say something and in her own way she knew he might take that responsibility first. So she followed, and even if Kaine happened to be wrong he was pretty interesting to stare at anyway. Maybe it was the hair.
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Date: 2015-02-27 10:28 pm (UTC)Her thoughts swirled around in her head as he lead them to ... Wherever they were going? She couldn't remember, but she trusted Bert to take her somewhere nice, or at least comfortable. Not that he was uncomfortable - no, not in the least. Kaine adjusted her grip a little but when she laid her head on the back of his shoulder her eyes closed instantly, an indulgent, grateful little sigh following it.
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Date: 2015-02-28 12:11 am (UTC)The bed wasn't far, though. He had to shift her weight on his back to unlatch the door, and he did so a little unsteadily, his arms and hips starting to ache a little. She didn't actually weigh all that much less than him, after all. So he was quite relieved to let them into the dark little guest room, squinting in the dimness.
"You're gonna have to get down so I can light the fire," he said rather apologetically, moving deftly towards the unmade bed to sit down on it and let her off. It wasn't cold, but it was rather gloomy sitting here in the dark.
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Date: 2015-02-28 12:38 am (UTC)But they were still heading towards another one, which accounted for the quick shift in movement, which she observed with nothing but a, "Ha-hoh-hummmm?" And squeezed him again. If she understood what he was saying then Kaine really was an amazing actress. He sat and she registered blankets, and crawled onto it, pressing her face into something that didn't ind.
"Berrrrttttt!" But she didn't like the whole 'being separated' part, so her arm flailed a little wildly as the rest of her remained on the bed. He could at least hold her hand!
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Date: 2015-02-28 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-28 01:50 am (UTC)"Yep!" Her arms spread, expecting but patient, and also slightly misdirected since she was already lying down and facing him, and would not put herself through the effort of sitting up. He would just have to figure it out, or kind of guide her into the easiest position. She'd follow simply enough.
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Date: 2015-02-28 04:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-02-28 04:22 am (UTC)"You said I owed you!" And now she didn't because that was one hell of a kiss and it was worth at least a few bucks.
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Date: 2015-02-28 06:09 pm (UTC)"Not... exactly what I meant, but alright." He laughed, a little higher than usual, and pulled away, turning his back on her so she wouldn't see the effect that had had on him. "Sleep well, alright, Kaine? I'll see you tomorrow."
When, hopefully, they would both be sober enough not to assail his self-control that way again. It was far too tempting to let her kiss him all she wanted. The only thing that made it easier was knowing that she was hideously drunk, and doing anything with her now would be even less ethical than if she was sober.
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Date: 2015-02-28 08:51 pm (UTC)Her thoughts trailed off as she fell asleep near instantly. Tomorrow would be waiting with an utterly shitty hangover but that wasn't todays problem. What really counted was that for the first time in weeks Kaine slept with a big grin on her face.