That’s reassuring to hear. True, she did almost say accommodate, but that’s not what she went with. She just doesn’t remember who she is.
Caleb smiles as he holsters his pistol, and proceeds to crack every joint on all ten fingers. Then, with a roll, his neck. Odd back contorting and twisting attempt to do the same for his spine, but his vest is just a touch too rigid.
He begins walking up the street, hopeful that she’ll follow, and obviously more interested in un-strapping his vest than in watching out for strays. It would be easy to misconstrue it as weariness-induced (and quite risky) sloppiness, but in truth, even after all this time, he just trusts Corrine.
Corrine. Corrine. God, she’s even a pretty word! Flows right off the tongue.
Oh, do listen to yourself, Caleb he goads as he slips the vest off, and finally manages to crack his back. The time for thinking like that has come and gone. Just enjoy a … a French Vanilla Latte with an old friend, and understand that she probably isn’t here to stay. “God, my back’s been waiting for that one since the siege back by the airport.”
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:13 pm (UTC)Caleb smiles as he holsters his pistol, and proceeds to crack every joint on all ten fingers. Then, with a roll, his neck. Odd back contorting and twisting attempt to do the same for his spine, but his vest is just a touch too rigid.
He begins walking up the street, hopeful that she’ll follow, and obviously more interested in un-strapping his vest than in watching out for strays. It would be easy to misconstrue it as weariness-induced (and quite risky) sloppiness, but in truth, even after all this time, he just trusts Corrine.
Corrine. Corrine. God, she’s even a pretty word! Flows right off the tongue.
Oh, do listen to yourself, Caleb he goads as he slips the vest off, and finally manages to crack his back. The time for thinking like that has come and gone. Just enjoy a … a French Vanilla Latte with an old friend, and understand that she probably isn’t here to stay. “God, my back’s been waiting for that one since the siege back by the airport.”