When she felt him join her at the fire, she wiggled into the same blanket as him, not shy about needing to have the body heat shared, and this one time she wasn't looking for something else, no, this moment was about survival, so when she saw the grimace on his face, she gently tugged his arms around her middle, to press her back to his chest, as much skin to skin contact as they could, as she veed her legs to create a vent, to allow the heat off the fire into the blankets.
She worked at massaging his hand, working towards the fingers, her own having already started to throb in pain as well as they warmed back up, her head tilting back to lay on his shoulder as she heard him talk, her eyes closing as the demon howled again, laughing, but she shook her head at it, and sighed gently.
It operated on fear.
It's why she was now certain that there was two. They'd be able to hike up, to the bed, after they warmed up some more, it would be the next evening before they'd be able to set him on his way across the channel, the next tide pattern that would let him out, which meant that she'd like that they both have a good night sleep for once, but barring that, the tent had enough blankets they could wrap up in to sleep, and ignore the demonic thing. And it made sense to stay near the shipment. She flexed her fingers after a little bit, testing them, as she continued to work his along with her own again the chill. The fire was doing it's job, as she winced at her toes gaining feeling again.
The deadened feel blooming into exquisite pain, the flood of heat, and throbbing that came with re-awakening extremities, but it was a good thing, it meant she'd not be losing any of them, even if the pain was enough to make her squirm some. She had been stabbed, more times than not, but the return of blood flow to frozen limbs always turned her into a child again.
She was tired of it's bullshit.
@Nolan Reid
She worked at massaging his hand, working towards the fingers, her own having already started to throb in pain as well as they warmed back up, her head tilting back to lay on his shoulder as she heard him talk, her eyes closing as the demon howled again, laughing, but she shook her head at it, and sighed gently.
It's had it's fun, it's been more active since the last shipment we traded, but it's never been this malevolent. Mischievous here and there, but never.. never this level of maleficence.Celine was certain there were two, a demon and a spirit, that haunted her little home and cove, as the one that tended to make itself known in her house was always playful, light hearted. A book's page turned, or even closed, little faced in the steam of the mirror, a giggle in the middle of the night. Nothing that scared her, or had tried to harm her, but here below?
It operated on fear.
It's why she was now certain that there was two. They'd be able to hike up, to the bed, after they warmed up some more, it would be the next evening before they'd be able to set him on his way across the channel, the next tide pattern that would let him out, which meant that she'd like that they both have a good night sleep for once, but barring that, the tent had enough blankets they could wrap up in to sleep, and ignore the demonic thing. And it made sense to stay near the shipment. She flexed her fingers after a little bit, testing them, as she continued to work his along with her own again the chill. The fire was doing it's job, as she winced at her toes gaining feeling again.
The deadened feel blooming into exquisite pain, the flood of heat, and throbbing that came with re-awakening extremities, but it was a good thing, it meant she'd not be losing any of them, even if the pain was enough to make her squirm some. She had been stabbed, more times than not, but the return of blood flow to frozen limbs always turned her into a child again.
But you're right,she finally admitted, between breaths, her fingers finally slowing along his,
How do I hurt it?
She was tired of it's bullshit.
@Nolan Reid
10-19-2024, 11:40 PM
