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Run Away, for the Hurt/Comfort Bingo Card
Nov. 16th, 2016 01:47 pmFae Apoc, for my Hurt/Comfort card. After And Your Little Friends Too
Odile didn't trust this whole set-up.
She'd been outvoted, and Callis and Candace had made very good points. They were hungry, they were dirty, and a couple of them had been sick for weeks. They weren't in great shape. But it was their shape, the shape they'd picked and built and fought for, tooth and claw and knife and gun. There was nobody to tell them what to do, nobody to take out their anger on them. They might not be safe, but they were, well, safer.
But there was an adult with a van, which set off every alarm Odile had, and he wanted to take them somewhere, which set off even more alarms. She stayed near the back, with the little ones who didn't trust him, either, and the older ones who were as cautious as she was. There was food, but she wanted to wait, to make sure it wasn't drugged. There were blankets. Blankets could be a trap. There was a smiling adult, not even as tall as Callis, who looked over every one of the children as if he wanted to collect them all.
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Odile didn't trust this whole set-up.
She'd been outvoted, and Callis and Candace had made very good points. They were hungry, they were dirty, and a couple of them had been sick for weeks. They weren't in great shape. But it was their shape, the shape they'd picked and built and fought for, tooth and claw and knife and gun. There was nobody to tell them what to do, nobody to take out their anger on them. They might not be safe, but they were, well, safer.
But there was an adult with a van, which set off every alarm Odile had, and he wanted to take them somewhere, which set off even more alarms. She stayed near the back, with the little ones who didn't trust him, either, and the older ones who were as cautious as she was. There was food, but she wanted to wait, to make sure it wasn't drugged. There were blankets. Blankets could be a trap. There was a smiling adult, not even as tall as Callis, who looked over every one of the children as if he wanted to collect them all.
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