08-26-2008, 07:37 PM
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She tried to keep her eyes on him, on him and away from her father who was mumbling in to himself, though she found it hard to do. Rachias lowered the broom just a bit, finally until the point that the bristles on the end touched the ground, and she eased her way to the side, off toward her father. Brows furrowed some as she went, keeping the broom in front of her until the point that she came between her father and her brother, positioning herself so that her she could see them both, Laruku out of the corner of her eye and Gabriel in a more full view. "I'm here Papa." The voice that she spoke in was oddly calm and quiet when compared the furious and slightly confused look that took over her features. She needed to calm him, to get him settled back in the bed and cleaned up. "I've been taking care of them." Again quiet, but there was still a sharp point to he words. She didn't know what to believe. Did Gabriel really care enough to come see them? He hadn't seemed so fond of his father when they spoke about fathers so long ago. |