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Week Twenty Two -- Monday
Who: Grim and Femme
Where: Their camp outside Sundance
When: Monday morning
Why: Saying goodbye for now...
Grim awoke to the distinct feeling of empty space. He didn't have to open his eyes to know that Christian and Abaddon were both gone already. He laid there for a moment, letting his body relax against the cool earth beneath him. If he listened carefully enough he could still hear Famine's breathing and it comforted him. After a few moments he pushed himself to a sitting position, the sleeping bag falling to his waist as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. He looked to either side of him to see where Christian and Abaddon's sleeping bags had left the grass mussed. They hadn't made a complete camp the night before since they were so close to Sundance and didn't want to draw attention to themselves. He knew that it was best for them to enter as single strangers, but he never liked this part of their coming into a town. Even if they had to flee a trail of trouble and blood from a town they encountered at least they were able to leave together.
He shivered a little in the early morning light and slipped back down into his sleeping bag. He threw his weight to the right and rolled, sleeping bag and all, over to Famine's side. He was happy that she was still there with him and he wanted to spend what time he could with her before they too had to go their separate ways. He bumped gently up against her with his front as he laid on his side. Only his eyes and the top of his head showed from above the hem of his sleeping bag as he watched her awaken. "Good morning beautiful," he said with a hidden smile.
Where: Their camp outside Sundance
When: Monday morning
Why: Saying goodbye for now...
Grim awoke to the distinct feeling of empty space. He didn't have to open his eyes to know that Christian and Abaddon were both gone already. He laid there for a moment, letting his body relax against the cool earth beneath him. If he listened carefully enough he could still hear Famine's breathing and it comforted him. After a few moments he pushed himself to a sitting position, the sleeping bag falling to his waist as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. He looked to either side of him to see where Christian and Abaddon's sleeping bags had left the grass mussed. They hadn't made a complete camp the night before since they were so close to Sundance and didn't want to draw attention to themselves. He knew that it was best for them to enter as single strangers, but he never liked this part of their coming into a town. Even if they had to flee a trail of trouble and blood from a town they encountered at least they were able to leave together.
He shivered a little in the early morning light and slipped back down into his sleeping bag. He threw his weight to the right and rolled, sleeping bag and all, over to Famine's side. He was happy that she was still there with him and he wanted to spend what time he could with her before they too had to go their separate ways. He bumped gently up against her with his front as he laid on his side. Only his eyes and the top of his head showed from above the hem of his sleeping bag as he watched her awaken. "Good morning beautiful," he said with a hidden smile.