A soft sigh left his lips as he looked over at his ‘sister’. “I know y’ don’t. Kiddo will be fine with dad while mom goes out on a walk for a few moments. We won’t be long, if that is any comfort to your worrying.” The subway was built of thick walls and reinforced steel. If it could survive a nuke, then Magdelena would be fine for maybe thirty minutes at the most. “Say no more, I get it. Like I said before, as much as I appreciate your…father (was he her dad?) letting me stay the night, the place is too stuffy and confined. Much better to be out in the…somewhat fresher air.”
Facial features dropping at the other’s words. That isn’t what she meant… She meant something bigger. Fingers tightening on the cloth in her hands. How many times her coughing or… Anything was the one that kept her up from sleeping. “Kane… I-I… I mean her bein’ ill… I-I know she will be fi-fine wi-without me for uh few minutes… Her grandmother wo-would step in if need be… Wh-Why should uh child have ta face wh-what m-m-might be down th-their own road? S-She looks like me… W-Who kn-knows wh-what else she got…” Picking up her pace almost wishing to walk in front of the other to get outside so fresh air could hit her lungs and help her nose out just a touch. “Daddy i-is nice ta people… T-That aren’t gonna hurt his daughters… Most ti-times.” He might not like him very soon at this rate however. “H-How would ya feel… A-At th-tha thought ya own daughter… T-Tha person ya love s-so much… M-Might be in pain… A-And it is ya o-own fault… I’m th-tha one th-that is ill… I-I am her mother.”
Keeping the cloth up to her nose as she did get that nose bleed again… Damned dry air. Was getting annoying to even have to carry something around so she didn’t drip her own blood all over herself. Swaying her legs back and forth in her seat like a small child with a sigh however leaving her lips. It was getting aggravating to have these… Well if she could call it that. Seems as of late most things got to annoy her or she just didn’t want it. Most days seemed to be spent now with her just bitching and whining over things as she tried to read or care for Magdelena… It felt like she wasn’t herself anymore. That she wasn’t the person walking around that it wasn’t even Sai… It was like she wasn’t there. Taking a hand up to rub at the side of her face with a small frown before she shifted trying to get ready to move.
Getting out of her chair she kept her hand up to her face with the dark cloth in her hands as she moved her way to the mirror. Taking the cloth away from her face she tried to get a view up her nostrils to see if she could really spy where the blood was coming from. Hell… Might even be from her horrible habit of rubbing at her nose when she doesn’t know what to say. Taking the cloth back down to her nose with a sigh pinching it as she tiled her head back slowly. “Nothersome.” Nasally voice leaving her mouth as she rolled her shoulders back getting pops and cracks out of the joints.
Reaching a hand out so she could find her seat again and her behind did meet it with nearly missing it and almost sending her straight to the floor. Leaning back till she felt her head hit against the wall behind her with a small frown. Looking up at the dusty ceiling above her before she collected her legs up in the seat she was in to try to make herself a touch more comfortable. It wasn’t uncommon for her before to… To be ill all the time even growing up. She would retreat to her own room the second she felt like she wasn’t herself. Wasn’t that what she was doing right now? Hiding away… Holly had Maggie down stairs for the time being and Sara wanted to keep her daughter no matter how young away from her self when she was bleeding… Nobody needed to see their parent in ways that their own self did not want to be seen.
Coughing on the stale air in front of her face being shielded by the oversized cloth in front of her nose and mouth. Wonderful… Licking over her bottom lip as she did let one leg slip away from her with a small sigh. Was her mother sick? Was someone in her family sick? Why couldn’t there be a way to back track this all? It wasn’t like they had records at the Fort everywhere… Records could start now for Sara and Mark for their daughter but… It wouldn’t help if she didn’t know if her daughter could be ill or if she was carrying it dormant inside of her. Didn’t even know what testing could be done… If testing could be done. There were still those days all she did was sit and watch Maggie sleep hoping that she would sleep through the night and not be awoken by something… Something that would wake Sara up normally.
"Should help. Being down here can tend to worsen one’s help." Realizing he may of just said something off-color, he shrugged apologetically and mumbled, "Jus’ sayin’." Patting the comfortable weight of the sawn-off, he then got to his feet and beckoned Sara to follow. "Who knows, maybe we’ll be able to snag a bite to eat if we’re lucky enough."
Should help… Right. Swallowing a lump in her throat at the comment either way. Looking off to the side with a small frown as she brought her hand down with the cloth that had been up to her nose. Following after him as non-verbally instructed and she sighed. “I-I… I don’t me-mean ta not feel we-well… I… I-I jus’ wanna know if Maggie is… Ya know? Jus’…” Feeling her face flush at the comment about eating and thta clawing in her throat started right away. “I-I… Yeah…” Hadn’t ate the way she wished to since before she got pregnant. “Let’s ju-jus’ get outside… Please. As mu-much a-as I-I love it in here… I-I jus’… I unno… I… Can’t string muh wo-words together.”
"N-No th-that is not how uh book is supposed ta end…."
"I…alright. Just a pistol will do. We’re just going on a short walk. Hell, all I’m taking is my shotty."
Rolling her eyes off to the side with a nod… She really didn’t want to have to hold a gun in the end anyway but… Running off toward her own room to grab that damned thing that seemed so scary now. Her hands shook even holding it. As fast as she could she clipped it to her belt and went straight back to the other. “I-If ya are bringin’ th-that… Yeah.” Taking the cloth from her pocket againt, the one that hadn’t been flung so kindly at the other, up to her nose to wipe at it. “Maybe…. Warm air… W-Will help.”
"Perfect. C’mon, then, grab a gun and let’s just waltz about for a bit. I need to uncramp my leg anyways."
"I… I-I’d ra-rather not wi-with uh gun… Jus’… Give me uh sec… I’ll… I’ll g-grab one… I-I jus’… I-I haven’t even shot one si-since before I-I had Maggie. Jus’… I’ll be back yeah."
"Wanna take a walk? Hubby can watch the kid, yeah?"
"I… T-Th-That’d be nice yeah… A-And most likely mo-more like she watches him… But yeah h-he can. Thank ya."
"I can’t help it. It’s my nature. Why not go get some rest, eh?"
"Yeah… I-I know…. Don’men I-I gotta li-like it… Ve’tried ta… C-Can’t get… C-Comfortable an-and hackin’ on th-this shit in muh mouth jus’… I-I don’t want muh daughter ta hear that… No matter h-her age."
"I don’t think hormones can be transferred to another person…"
"Don’t be an a-asshole… I-I don’t feel th-that great ta sta-start out wi-with in th-tha first place…. Ain’t hormones… Shut u-u-u-up."
"HEY! That’s a fucking biohazard!"
"Then let me bitch ab-about it… F-Fuckin’ hell. M-Maybe ya can luck ou-out and g-get wh-whatever th-tha fuck I-I got. T-That make ya feel special?"
"Your nose is keeping me awake."
//Flings bloody snot rag at him.//
Rubbing at the bottom of her nose with a frown as she eyed the other. “Oh d-don’t let my noi-n-noises disturb… Wh-what ever th-th-tha fuck y-y-ya are doin’.”
|Pride and Sloth! :3|
"Muh nose… I-I have always liked it."
"Muh scars… A-At least tha ones th-that were not muh fault… I-I can deal with those as uh reminder… I-I don’t want ta be reminded of th-tha others."