05-17-2010, 11:32 PM
Caprica's brow wrinkled as she wondered how she thought she could help him. She did not even know this guy, but he was obviously in need of some sort of assistance. She floundered as she thought of what she could do - caught between an internal instinct to shy away. Get a grip, girlfriend. Caprica thought to herself, and she nodded when he demonstrated the need that she could fulfill for him. It seemed like a simple enough thing. And eying the ugly gash across his arm, she didn't doubt that it hurt.
He smiled and some of her internal debate lessened. He didn't seem like too bad of a guy. Plus Caprica reasoned that she needed to learn to think for herself. She was no longer her mother's daughter, too young to choose her own actions. Plus, what could the consequences of this interlude be? He introduced himself as Alex - and he seemed obviously hurt. It was an obvious situation, a no-brainer.
"I'm Caprica D'Angelo," Caprica said with a small, uncertain smile. This was the first time she was talking to someone who was not in her family or pack, and she felt unexplainably shy for whatever reason. And that was so not her. The girl rolled her shoulders and took a confident step in the way he had indicated. "Let's get ya taken care of, g."
He smiled and some of her internal debate lessened. He didn't seem like too bad of a guy. Plus Caprica reasoned that she needed to learn to think for herself. She was no longer her mother's daughter, too young to choose her own actions. Plus, what could the consequences of this interlude be? He introduced himself as Alex - and he seemed obviously hurt. It was an obvious situation, a no-brainer.
"I'm Caprica D'Angelo," Caprica said with a small, uncertain smile. This was the first time she was talking to someone who was not in her family or pack, and she felt unexplainably shy for whatever reason. And that was so not her. The girl rolled her shoulders and took a confident step in the way he had indicated. "Let's get ya taken care of, g."