<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=117665.msg5138947#msg5138947">Quote from: Miyu on 30-08-2011, 22:18:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He laughed and nodded, "You are safe here, we scouted the area and there is nobody near here so you can relax lady". He nodded and walked out to start and secure the house. The house was practically filled with soldiers, helicopters arriving and dropping boxes with medicine and food. The black man walked out and continued to command his troops to do stuff here and there. The house was slowly looking like a fortress rather than a huge house.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Kara settled back on her bed and pulled her kneed up against her chest.  Greatful for being left alone by the soldiers, and secure, she sobbed, then choked, then cried quietly for several minutes.<br/><br/><em>I allways wanted to get swept away into some sort of fantasitic story, God, but this is <strong>not</strong> what I had in mind!</em><br/><br/>The rotten flesh in the dead man's leer reared up in her memory and she shrieked, spinning around and pummeling a pillow a few times, then she snagged it and hugged it hard.<br/><br/>After a moment, she bit her lower lip.  Her inner critic tried to ask where was her strength?  Why wasn't she being tough now?<br/><br/>But for an intresing change the voice she imagined rebutting it was her sensie chunks.<em>"Hush, you.  A tom boy's still a girl.  We like her that way.  Let it out, Kara."</em><br/><br/>The blond sniffeled again, lower lip trembling, and hugged the pillow.<br/><br/><em>"Hell yeah."</em><br/><br/>A while later, Kara cleaned up and did her makeup to as part of a ritual of composing herself.  Then she walked downstairs, meaning to make a meal for the soldiers and pack the canned goods into the cloth grocerie bags so they could easily be snagged and carried away.