12-20-2008, 11:59 PM
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"You..." look like hell, she finished mentally. Upon meeting Savina's deep emerald green eyes, she knew better than to voice it aloud. Her eyes traced over the dark femme's form before returning once more to her face. No wonder she hadn't seen the Italian woman around. She looked battered, and judging by the look on her face, it wasn't just her body that was hurting. She opened her mouth to ask what had happened, but shut it once more, just looking helplessly at Savina. She wished that the woman would look her in the face, but had trouble catching her eye. It was obvious that the girl didn't want to talk. She backed away suddenly, turning as she walked out the doorway without a word. She left Savina's door wide open, a draft of cold air coming in as she left. She headed with a purpose toward her room, just a few doors away from Savina's. She rummaged around for several minutes before emerging with her leather satch, clutching its strap between her teeth. She entered Savina's room just as suddenly as she left, but this time she didn't hesitate as she came farther into the room, stopping right up to the injured woman's bedside. She placed her satchel on the bed and shook it out slightly. An oyster shell with chipped pieces emerged from the bed, still covered in a few flecks of grainy sand. She nudged it with her nose and the fragile shell tipped to the side, a small round and shining pink pearl rolling out. "I got this for you," she said lamely, unsure of what else she could say to her. |