I've got my eyes closed, moron. [it's a teenager's insult, accompanied by a teenager's gesture -- shauna waving her hand up and down in front of her face, then leaning back against the wall in a slouch, resisting the urge to duck her head and breathe in the scent of laundry detergent, of clean normalcy. it's been so long since she'd worn anything that wasn't washed in the lake, boiled clean over a fire, stains and tears impossible to hide.]
Like a code name? [it's said with immense scorn, with a curl of one lip, even as her head shifts, moves, tracks him across the room by sound. it's a predator's movement, a hunter used to honing in on the scrabble of feet, the shudder of breath, the pulse of a living thing moments from death. her stomach churns (will she ever be close to another person without being hungry? will she always remember how flesh tastes, how it melts in her mouth, how she craved it the whole rest of her pregnancy, how nothing else ever tasted as good?).
there's a tug on her hair and shauna's eyes fly open, her breath catching at how close saber is, how he's there before her and the wall's behind her and her lips part and her body tenses and for a moment she wants to reach for his throat again. instead she swallows, flickers her eyes down over his face, his chest, back up again. swats away his hand too late, a delayed reaction bat of her scratched, grimy hand against his.] Okay then, code name Saber: how'd I get here and how do I get out?
cw: cannibalism
Like a code name? [it's said with immense scorn, with a curl of one lip, even as her head shifts, moves, tracks him across the room by sound. it's a predator's movement, a hunter used to honing in on the scrabble of feet, the shudder of breath, the pulse of a living thing moments from death. her stomach churns (will she ever be close to another person without being hungry? will she always remember how flesh tastes, how it melts in her mouth, how she craved it the whole rest of her pregnancy, how nothing else ever tasted as good?).
there's a tug on her hair and shauna's eyes fly open, her breath catching at how close saber is, how he's there before her and the wall's behind her and her lips part and her body tenses and for a moment she wants to reach for his throat again. instead she swallows, flickers her eyes down over his face, his chest, back up again. swats away his hand too late, a delayed reaction bat of her scratched, grimy hand against his.] Okay then, code name Saber: how'd I get here and how do I get out?