Savannah Posey (jurisdoctor) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2016-06-14 11:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2019 [06] june, nathan posey, savannah posey |
Who: Savannah and Nathan Posey
Where: USG Rations Station
What: checking out the new system with Nathan being an overprotective big brother
When: June 5, after Nick and Luc return to the LBJ
It wasn’t that Nathan had opted out of going with Nick and Luc earlier in the morning, he hadn’t, not really, someone in security needed to watch things while their fearless leader was off scoping out the rations station. At least that was the excuse Nathan had given himself while he dragged his feet long enough to find out when Savannah planned to head out. Not that he didn’t trust whoever would have gone with her… but well, he didn’t really. It was an uncomfortable realization to come to, when he’d never been a protective big brother, but he hadn’t been able to shake it off either. It was what it was. Nathan hadn’t known what to expect with the new USG Ration Stations around the city either, but it hadn’t been what they had found. The lines, sure, that wasn’t a surprise. But there hadn’t been men in fatigues keeping everyone in check. It felt military without being military, and that scratched at something in his brain also. Like it was familiar without him having experienced any of it before. “Word on the freenet is they had steak sandwiches earlier,” he said to Savannah as the line moved forward. “You think we’ll get seafood one of these days?” “I’m sure there’s lots of fish in the ocean these days,” Savannah said, pausing a moment to realize the other meaning of her words and let out a slight laugh. “I just mean, once they make it safe to travel to the oceans, I don’t see why not.” Nathan nodded. “Can you imagine seein’ the water again?” He’d been in Corpus Christi less than six months ago, but he hadn’t exactly been walking the beaches. Savannah let out a sad “hmm” and shook her head. “Not sure when that’ll happen, but I sure miss it.” Rations had been tight at times in the library, but she’d never truly been left wanting in the past three years. But tasting that food for the first time when she was in Denver was incredible. There was only so much canned soup a girl could take. “Lot of people turned up. Must’ve been the online advertisin’ today.” “It probably didn’t hurt. Looks like people are curious about everythin’ too.” There were a lot of faces in the line that he didn’t recognize from the library. He wasn’t at ease because of that; hard to trust the motives of people that he didn’t know. “You and your council, have you talked about what’s gonna happen?” Having the US government in Austin was still pretty new, but he doubted after Savannah’s announcement from a few days before that she and her people would drag their heels on a plan. “Not much. They know I ain’t lookin’ to make decisions for anyone but that my opinion is that this is our best option of havin’ a real life. When I first talked to the President in Denver I made it damn clear that we weren’t takin’ any of their bullshit so,” she stopped short, shrugging. “I’m just hopin’ they do what they say they will.” Nathan laughed, cracking a smile. “I reckon she’ll think twice before double crossin’ you, Sav,” he admitted. But he sobered quickly, the smile faded a hair and he tried to think of something positive to say. “It's government. I can’t say I believe they’ll deliver on everythin’, but I tend to think they ain’t all bad.” The two of them moved forward in the line. It was a point in their favor that the process seemed to be well oiled enough to keep a pace that avoided creating friction in the individuals waiting. “I’ve seen enough efforts go wrong, I wouldn’t mind bein’ part of one that went right.” Fair or unfair as it was to make the kind of statement. He had a different perspective of things like government and soldiers, and what could go right if all the pieces were doing what they should. He tended to lean towards agreeing with Savannah. There was a difference between survival and living, and agreeing to register seemed like it leaned towards the latter. “And Lord knows we could all use somethin’ goin’ right around here,” Savannah said, running a hand through her hair. In a way, she was glad Nathan hadn’t been around to see how messed up things were. Olinger tried to make it seem like Austin was surviving and that society was still in tact, but it was so broken. Savannah reckoned being in a situation like that, all that injustice and his family caught in the middle of it, well… he could have gotten into a lot of trouble. “When they take back the coast, promise me we’ll track down that shack of a cabin and spend a day by the ocean. If not for us, at least for mom and dad.” She hated not knowing what happened to them, but usually she just pushed those feelings away and tried to focus on what she did have. And right now was no different. “We can play those stupid frisbee games, even.” Before Nathan could stop himself, he scoffed at Savannah’s statement, his overly expressive contorted momentarily in a way that said exactly what he thought of what she’d said. “You only think they’re stupid because you can’t win ‘em,” he told her as the the line moved forward a few more feet. “It ain’t my fault you can’t catch it fast enough before it hits the surf.” He turned so he was walking backwards, and grinned at her. A big brother kind of grin that gave away the fact he’d always done that on purpose. Maybe as adults it’d be different, but he’d risk a guess that it wouldn’t be. Savannah just huffed out a sigh, willing herself not to rise to his baiting. She knew that he’d lowballed her on purpose, but she didn’t think now was an appropriate place to get into that fight. “We could take Olivia and Maizie with us, if they wanted,” he suggested. “Don’t know if either of ‘em are much for the beach, but it couldn’t hurt to make a family thing of it.” Plenty of summers had been spent in on the ocean that even the more recent experience in Corpus Christi colored Nathan’s thoughts very little. Savannah nodded, her suppressed scowl turning into a smile. Like Nathan, so many of her memories were made at the beach with her family. It was something she wanted to continue and pass on to her kids, and that included Maizie and Liv. Who knew what the future would bring, but she liked to think they’d always be a part of her life. “I’d like that.” The line kept moving, and as Savannah stepped forward, her shoe got caught on an uneven part of the pavement, causing her to stumble. Instinctively, the person standing behind her reached out to steady her. At the same time, Nathan bristled on instinct and placed himself bodily between the person behind them and Savannah, steadying her himself instead. The would-be helpful stranger let out a disgruntled noise as he was essentially pushed aside and Savannah glanced over her shoulder, catching sight of them, before looking back at Nathaniel. “Just learnin’ how those feet work?” he teased like it was nothing that he cut off the stranger behind them without a second thought. Like it was every day thing that he got excessively physically protective of his diminutive sister. Oblivious to how much he acted like a caveman. Ignoring Nathan’s jab at her incoordination, Savannah pushed his hand away and scowled up at him. “What was that?” “What was what?” Nathan responded, momentarily confused by the accusation then glanced over his shoulder and caught the dirty look from the man behind them. “I’m real sorry, I didn’t mean to, it was a reflex,” he apologized. He really hadn’t, but he’d gone just a hair hyper aware protective on impulse. “What?” he repeated as he looked back at Savannah. “I really didn’t. Honest mistake.” He held his hands up in surrender. Savannah just frowned. This was uncharted waters for her and her big brother. When they were kids and even into their teenage years, he couldn’t wait to get rid of her but now he didn’t even want a stranger to help her when she stumbled? Very strange indeed. “Fine,” she replied tersely after a moment of silence. She felt so weird and a little annoyed at this line taking so damn long because she couldn’t even escape the awkwardness of this situation. At least there was fresh food at the end of all this. “I won’t trip no more and you won’t have to shove any innocent bystanders, deal?” “Deal.” What else was he supposed to say? Nathan wasn’t going to start a fight with Savannah in line, even if he wasn’t certain why it bothered her so much. But he was rescued from the silent awkwardness between them when after what seemed like a decade they made it to the head of the line. He motioned to Savannah and said, “After you.” |