reaching out a helping hand
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Kaena's post-fight thread, backdated to morning of OCT 17 (and thread 63, for my reference)
Word Count: 369. Worth 2 points.


Hanna guided Gali along the glittering shores of Shiloh Hills, the eastern sun warm on her face. She had no real destination in mind. Perhaps she would do as she had told Vigilante she would and find books on the strange craft they had found at the airport. Whatever it was. Maybe she would just screw off in the city, find something to keep her oddly unfocused attention riveted. Who knew, maybe she would find that bar where Vukasin had stitched her leg, drink a little bit, drink a moderate amount, get shitfaced for once in a couple years. It had been before the fire since she had had any liquor, after all, not counting what little she had ingested to dull the sting of Vuk's needle.


Legs still holding her steady on the equine's back, the woman leaned back, resting her elbows on the wide rump of the creature, letting her lithe body soak up as much of the warmth as it could. Her fur glistened with an odd glow that she didn't understand, but hey, why complain, right? She went like this for several miles up the coast, sitting up only when she reached the place where Cour des Miracles began. If someone who would take offense caught her there, she wanted to be able to see them coming and get prepared to run or to talk. She had done the same thing passing by Crimson Dreams, even urging Galilahi to walk in the water, her hooves sinking slightly in the wet sand.


Again she passed unchallenged, even when she cut across at a place where the territory narrowed, and Hanna found herself at the tip of the little bay staring up at the buildings of Halifax. She found now she was here she did not want to be here quite so badly, and so with her legs guided the horse on a path to go around the city. Eh, maybe she would go visit Kaena; they had gotten on pretty well. Or Mew, or someone else in Dahlia. Before long there would be the possibility of heavy snow and bad weather. She knew she had better make good on the decent autumnal season while it lasted.


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