<strong>Name:</strong>Giga<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Giga's HMMWV<br/><strong>Summary:</strong>Creeping on Maria<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Maria<br/><br/>When Maria got seated, Giga knelt down and watched her. He saw her sob her one hard sob, getting it out of her system, and waited for more. They did not come, but there were still tears, and he watched those trace their way down her cheeks. Her hair got in the way, and Giga used one of his large hands to gently sweep her red tresses away so that he could get a clear look at her pretty, fair-skinned face. There really was just something about red-heads that gave them such smooth, creamy skin. He brushed Maria's hair from her face, running the calloused pads of his fingers along the skin of her face as he did, tucking the petite young woman's hair behind her ear. When he did the side nearest to him he let his fingers trail down her neck, very slowly, and let them rest for a moment on her shoulder. He looked at her face, taking in her tears all the while, his touch confident and easy without the aid of direct perception.<br/><br/><strong>"This is bad for you."</strong>Giga said, acknowledging her situation.<strong>"It could be worse: you could be communal property. But it could be a lot better: we never could have come to your little place."</strong>The large raider said to the red-head, his voice lacking the particular empathy that other people had when they spoke to another human being.<strong>"But I own you now. That can change, though, and it won't be better for you: you can go into the communal pool of property, or we can just leave you somewhere. And we won't leave you in good condition. That's a long, hard way to die."</strong>Giga moved his hand down her shoulder, running his fingers along her upper arm, to her elbow, and then along her forearm. The man's fingertips broke contact about halfway along her arm, moving to her leg and tracing their path down to her knee, where his entire hand came to rest. The big man tilted his head just so.<br/><br/><strong>"But I want to keep you, little one. Just for me."</strong>He patted her knee, and rose up to his full height, looking off towards the bus. The radio chatter had been half-heard, but seeing Tim go in made it plain that something was going down. Giga probably ought to go and see what it was, but since the boss did not call for him, Giga was for the moment happy to let it go. He pulled the ballistic shield off his back and stored it in the back of his vehicle, then moved to rest his weight against the side of it beside the passenger side door, looking in on Maria. The titanic raider considered introducing her to Noah. It seemed like a