<div class="floatleft">(http://www.barnorama.com/wp-content/images/2013/02/Danielle-Sharp-hot-pics/03-Danielle-Sharp-hot-pics.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Harmony Pitushka (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369710#msg12369710)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Ann Arbor, MI | August 17, 2009 | 8:07 CST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Closed, Melody<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Emotions and stuff.<br/><hr/><i>Shit, shit, dammit!</i>How had she not noticed the woman? How could she had been so blind? Was her tunnel vision really so bad that the moment she noticed Melody everything else had faded into the background? It was easy enough to cast a blanket of darkness over the slumped bodies still lying around the table Harmony had original passed on her way in, but somehow she’d been so focused on Mel that she hadn’t taken note of older woman lying not but a few feet from the two of them. A fog of black fell over the woman’s form, casting her remains from view just like all of the others. The last thing Harm had wanted was for her sister to see that mess again, to relive whatever it was that had happened here.<br/><br/>Harmony cursed softly beneath her breath, recollecting her quivering twin right back up into her lap and against her breast. ”S-sorry, I’m so sorry…” Her lips trembled in a quiet hush as they firmly pressed over Melody’s cap of dirty blond locks. Steady fingers caressed the length of her back, wrapping her up in a simple comfort the both of them probably needed at that moment. Mel wasn’t talking though. Nor had she made even the slightest peep since she’d arrived – not even her sobs made noise. It could mean any number of things and none of which were pleasant to think about. Two things seemed most likely however - Had her throat been damaged or was it was shock? Maybe a combination of the two? The situation was dire enough and Mel was certainly emotional enough to be in shock.<br/><br/>”C’mon, sweetheart. We gotta go…” They could do this later. They<i>had</i>to do this later, because if they stayed here there was no doubt in her head it would be a death sentence.  So when her sister started to move, despite the overall circumstances, she felt a weight lift off of her that had absolutely nothing to do with her twin’s missing body mass. At least she was moving, right? Sure she was crawling across the floor but it was better that curling up in a ball on the floor, right…?<br/><br/>Unlike her sibling, Harmony actually lifted to her feet. Not a single light was on in the house and despite that neither girls would have any problem seeing where they were going. It was particularly bright but just lit enough that they could coordinate without much issue. The only time Harmony ever left Melody’s side was for the few seconds she paused to pick up Mrs. Gardner’s purse and slung it over her shoulder. She rifled through it, passing her crawling lead a glance on occasion along the way and by the time they made it to the garage she’d managed to find the woman’s wallet. She started to take inventory on anything of worth within and ended up frowning. ”Hmm…” Well, good thing she’d brought some of her own savings too.<br/><br/>Harmony flipped the switch soon after they both entered and carefully closed the door behind them. ”Is there anything in the house you want me to grab before we go?” She asked as she carefully slid into Melody’s path and plucked the car keys from her fingers – there was no way in<i>hell</i>she was going to be driving tonight. Not when she was like<i>that</i>. The sedan unlocked with a single stroke of her thumb and she pulled the passenger side open. ”I’ll get it for you if you want, you can just sit here and relax, okay?” And the pack that had previously been clinging to her back was tossed into the back seat for later – as well as Mrs. Gardner’s purse.