A World Forever Changed

[ozme52]

Aaron & Danica

Aaron became confused when Danica began chattering again. His first instinct was to growl at her to shut up. He needed her quiet so he could listen for tell-tales ahead. But Aaron also found that he liked the sound of her voice.

"Where you are from?" Aaron barely remembered his childhood anymore. Just the parts when he played cops and robbers or soldiers. Video games that involved violence. Not much else.

"Are you in the military?" Not anymore Aaron thought.

"You are human, aren't you?" That certainly was a good question. Aaron found himself clamping down his teeth and tried to relax. It wouldn't do any good to break a tooth, unlikely as that was. Aaron stopped and turned to Danica, looking down at her.

"Am I human?" Aaron repeated the question. "I used to be. Not any more." That last bit was practically sub-vocal. A whispered growl. Aaron's turned back to the southwest and started marching again, but the horizon wouldn't quite come into focus.

An hour later, just as the sun was setting, they arrived. Aaron had Danica wait while he scouted the ruined building, but he'd already assured himself that there had been no movement, no sounds, and no heat signatures coming from anywhere near the wrecked building.

Aaron gestured to Danica to come ahead and began setting up a sentry-web for the night.

 

[Subo97]

markus

There was till some daylight left and Markus wanted to head south. They walked for a few hours as the girl told her story. If they were to survive, they would both have to cleanse themselves of the pain. Grief could not consume them, but it had to be faced, none the less.

He tried to parallel the interstate, it's raised embankments at least sheltered them from prying eyes in one direction. As the sky began to darken, markus steered them to a ruined overpass. The concrete slabs had been blown off hteir supports, leaving a few small caves where they had crashed to the ground. The could crawl in, huddle together for warmth, stay out of sight and get some rest for the morning.

Just on the horizon, Markus saw the remnants of a large building, just a few intact walls. "We'll head over there just before dawn," he told her, we might find some food and water, if we're lucky. Then we'll head south." Huddling close to the girl, trying to ggive some warmth, Markus"s thoughts flowed to Danica and the many nights they had shared warmth, spooned together, caressing each other through the night, arousing each other to semi-dreamlike love making. The horrors of the day faded mercifully into dreams of his lovely Danica.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

OCC to all: Chele and I have talked in PM and she's agreeable with my joining the story as Marcus's older brother. I hope this will be agreeable to one and all. *s* If not tell me and I'll withdraw quietly. *s

IC:
Eric is 8 years older than Marcus, but they're close none the less. Growing up at first it was a case of "Quit following me around squirt.", but even then it was done in a friendly and almost loving way.
As Marcus grew I was the one who gave him the birds and bees lecutre, as Dad had done for me. Sadly Dad had died suddenly struck down by a stroke.
I attended college and worked to help Mom and the household. I played baseball and football with Marcus, we fished and hunted together and eventually even went to the same martial arts school to learn Tai Chi Quan and then Kung Fu. Being larger I studied Tiger style and Marcus, being a bit smaller and quicker studied Snake style.
We shared many a beer discussing which was the most effective style and laughed as we agreed to disagree.
In college I'd studied history with a minor in creative writing, something I'd found I had a small talent for thanks to a high school english teacher.
When I'd graduated I moved out, but stayed close to help Mom and visit them both often. I'd taken a job as a high school teacher but that soon soured. I couldn't take the "my kid would never do that" attitude all to common with the parents and the system's letting the students get away with anything short of selling drugs, rape or murder.
Very, very luckily I'm blended my major and my minor and written a book that was published in paperback. It's theme was how the American federal government was abridging and violating the constitution left and right as they flim flammed the American public and used 'wars' to distract them from what was happening.
It was a surprising success so I stated a sequel. That's led me to have 14 books in the series published and as I predicted in the stories war has come and now the infastructure has collapsed.
No more corner grocery or gas station, once they're tanks are drained. On the ham radio I'd learned that from Boston to Washington DC there isn't a living animal and only the hardiest of plants like the hardwood trees. No crops at all survived the chemicals.
The rumor is the first blast was a 'suitcase' hard Biological and Chemical attack and there was no warning as a result so no more already crumbling central federal government existed.
Now it would be warlords, fifes, roaming gangs of looters and anarchy.
I'd been heartbroken, as had Marcus, when Mom joined Dad, but now it was a blessing. She damned sure didn't need to live to see how our government has screwed up and the aftermath.
As my success grew, I'd followed the advice in my books and began to build a 'Retreat' for when it happened.
I'd funneled money into buying a tall hill or small mountain and as much of the surrounding land as I could get. Then I had a house built at it's base. A tunnel was cut into the mountain/hill and enlarged into a steel and concrete lined cavern. It had it's own deep well and so water supply that also turned a generator to supply hydroelectric power. It was stocked so that up to 10 people could live without emerging for up to 10 years if careful with the foodstuffs.
There were tv's, vcr and cd players with a large library of thing to watch from educational to cartoons, and some of then even taught lessons if you got the 'hidden meanings' that passed over kid's heads.
There was an armory with everything from bows to the latest high tech personal arms available, some gotten from 'contacts' in the military on the sly. After all things to get lost and I'd paid for the replacement if it was charged to anyone plus a bonus for getting it for me.
There were several bedroom cubicles as well as my private bedroom and a hidden opening to allow the vehicles stored inside access both ways.
Both entrances were down twisting tunnels with baffles to lessen any blast and both door were well protected by remote control, hidden arms, mines and traps. Additionally there were highly sophisticated detection apparatus now turned on to warn of anyone or anything larger than a dog approaching so I could use the surveillence gear to see who or what it was.
The person not already here was Marcus and I hoped he'd make it damned soon before the fall out got bad.

OOC again: I'm talking with a female writer now to be Eric's companion. Will add more shortly as I await my brother.
I did a three space indent per paragraph, promise I did. *g* No idea why they don't show up when posted.

 

[SexyChele]

After her companion’s gruff response, Danica settled into a march behind him, her mind seething. She had only meant to create some sort of conversation, something to ease the droll boredom of hearing their footsteps against the ground and the seemingly endless faraway sight of that building.

Her mind turned briefly to what he had said – he was once human. What did he mean? What had happened to this man that he had become so? And why did she care? She was tempted to continue the conversation, but feared his retort and continued on in silence.

She was lost in daydreams of Markus when Aaron suddenly stopped up short and she almost ran into him. He motioned to her to stay where she was while he scouted around. Danica sighed heavily and sat down on what was left of some piece of the building. Her back ached, her feet were sore, and she didn’t feel entirely clean. What she wouldn’t give to feel hot water against her skin. But, from the looks of the place around her, that was not about to happen.

Suddenly, Aaron appeared from the shadows and motioned her forward. She followed him trying to read something of his expression. It was blank. She was beginning to think if she cut him she would only find mechanical wiring beneath his skin.

Danica walked into an area that was sheltered, yet provided views in all directions. She turned and looked at Aaron, securing the perimeter, and thought struck her – what if Markus were to find this place and try to enter?

“Um, what about the possibility of friendly invaders? Don’t you think we should allow for that?” Silence greeted her. As he turned his back to her, she made a face, then turned to one of the packs and began foraging through them. She found what she needed to make a fire and turned her attention to doing so. Suddenly, two feet came into her view. Danica looked up into Aaron’s eyes hesitantly.

“What are you trying to do?” He demanded.

“I’m going to make a fire, if it is alright with you,” she responded. “I’m cold, and though I wished we had food to eat heated, I’ll be satisfied by keeping warm. Unless you have an objection?”

 

[ozme52]

Aaron & Danica - the first night

"No fire! Can't have the infrared signature. We're too exposed so it's too dangerous."

Aaron reached into his pack and pulled out two hot-rations, broke the seals and shook them. He opened one and presented Danica with a steaming hot meal. As they ate, Aaron studied Danica closely. He grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her to him, and turned her palms up.

"This is worse than I thought. Why didn't you speak up?" Aaron pulled a med-ration from the pack and cleaned up Danica's hand, applied a biostatic antiseptic, and bandaged the wound.

Aaron moved to a corner of the shelter and sat down.

"If someone comes during the night, alone, we'll talk first." Aaron left the alternative unspoken.

"If you're cold, sleep next to me. I generate a lot of body heat."

Aaron began humming. Not a tune, just a single note. Soon he entered a level of alertness that allowed his body and mind to rest while a sub-conscious level stayed on alert. The humming stopped and Aaron closed his eyes.

 

[Subo97]

Markus

It wasn't hard waking up before dawn. the cold, lumpy ground resulted in a fitful sleep anyway. Several times in the night, the girl twitched and moaned, her dreams offering no sanctuary from her experience. Markus had stroked her hair, whispering in her ear, "shhh, sshhh" until she calmed and became quiet, snuggling her little bottom up against him. He dreamed once of Danica, of the time they had been caught in the rain, drenched by the sudden summer downpour. Her hair had been plastered to her head and neck and her shirt had become transparent, clinging to her breasts, her lovely coral tips growing as the rain cooled their bodies. They had laughed all the way home, flinging their clothes across their apartment, and showered together in natural abandon. Markus would have preferred to dream forever, but there was life, and there was the girl to look after, so he aroused her softly and insisted they go inspect the ruins. If they arrived at sunrise, they'd have the sun at their backs. Caution would always dictate in this brave new world.

Just as the dawn begain to break, Markus and Adeline hunched in the outer rubble, scanning the ruins for movement. It was eerily quiet, not a lizard, not a bird stirred.

 

[SexyChele]

Danica finished her meal, but more because she felt she ought to than from hunger. She watched as Aaron made himself comfortable for the night, then hung her head as hot tears stung her eyes. She didn’t understand this man. Yes, he had secured hot meals, and his kindness in attending to her hand was appreciated. But there was a human element that was missing. And that human element she knew could be found in Markus – and how she missed him!

As she thought about the last few days before what was now considered reality, her heart grew sadder. Would she ever know that closeness again? Would she ever feel as loved as she did then?

She got up and found a thermal blanket in one of the packs, and tried to wrap herself in it for sleep. Yet, the wind, unimpeded by other buildings or the growth of trees, cut straight into their shelter and whipped around her body. Before long, she was shivering, even though the blanket was helping to secure her body warmth. She looked over at Aaron, and remembered his invitation. Everything told her not to, yet she was uncomfortably cold. Sighing heavily, she got up and moved towards him. Laying down next to him, she wrapped herself as though in a cocoon in the blanket. Almost immediately, she could feel his warm seep through the blanket, making her own body warm and comfortable.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly, visions of Markus’ face filling her thoughts.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

'Well everythings in order here. Guess it's time to see what I can scrounge and salvage to add to the stores,' I think to myself.

Going to the equipment room I gather the 'necessaries'. A jumpsuit made of kevlar with ceramic inserts front and back with an energy weapon reflective covering. 'Not everyone has energy weapons. Still lots of slug throwers out there and they're damned effective, if you can aim and hit your target-which I can.'

A helmet of the same material with a visor for light intensification, thermal imaging, magnification and range finding attatched. No need to add the commo or mapping. No one to talk to and I know this area intimately already.

Next comes a belt with holsters, one on either side. One contains an antique S&W .44 magnum revolver and two speed loader and the other with a nasty little laser "Needler" pistol. There's a canteen and first aid pouch and last but not least a short sword length blade. A boot knife is slid into one boot. My last two choices take the longest, which long guns to take. I finally decide on a combination weapon. A rifle and grenade launcher. I can reload spent cartridges but have a limited capacity to recharge energy weapons and it's takes far longer to do. The antique US Army issue M-16 rifle with the 40mm grenade launcher will do fine, I hope. A bandolieer of clips and one of grenades is slung and I head for the garage area.

An electric car is chosen as it's all wheel drive and virtually silent. The gas driven cars and motorcycles, even though converted to run on engergy instead of fossil fuels are still to loud and to visible. This dune buggy type is low and will do.

The encryped remote is triggered, the doors open and I'm out to see what I can find that's usable. The remote signals the doors to close and when they have I head for where a business complex/industrial area/retail area used to exist on the edge of town.

The ride is uneventful, if depressing and completed quickly. I stash the vehicle and take the key card that allows it to be used then begin my search every alert for Scav's, as I call the ruthless scavenger gangs or others who'd kill me in the blink of an eye for half of what I'm carrying.

 

[spiritual_love]

OOC: This is a new character coming. I do hope she is welcome to join. Thanks!

Name: Denissa, also known as Nissa
Age: 25
Eyecolor: Blue
Hair: deep auburn
Additional: Has nearly flawless porcelain flesh. She was the youngest woman ever to be the vice-president of a fortune 500 company. The company was the number one leader in women's cosmetics so she is used to being kept beautiful. She was a workaholic, giving time to little else. She has no family, kids or husband, not even pets, everything focused upon her work. She was raised by strict, strict parents, eventually leading to a strained relationship to no relationship at all. She really couldn't care less. She had one purpose in life and that was to take her company to the top. And now as the world is in ruins, her life has taken an awful plunge...

IC:
"Nissa...wake up! NISSA!!!!!!!!!!!"

She heard the voice screaming in her head.

"Not now..mother. I'm tired...Leave me...."
her voice trailed off delirious, as a sharp pain ignited within her mind. Her hands fisted as it continues slowly seeping into the other areas of her body. She began to shake as the intensity gathered, came to a head and slowly ebbed away. She could feel the darkness clouding her mind as she laid upon the floor.

Slowly, her eyes opened. The blues that once sparkled with anticipation of throttling the competition, now were dim and lifeless. Nissa didn't know how long she had been laying there. She tried to remember, but it only cause her head to hurt even more. Afraid to move, she remained where she was, hoping someone, anyone would come and rescue her. But the funny thing was, she hadn't heard any noise, nothing and she was beginning to be frightened.

Swallowing, she realized how thirsty and hungry she was. Struggling she lifted her head and saw the destruction around her. She immediately knew no one was alive, but why was she?

Heart pounding, Nissa slowly, through bouts of excruiating pain, sat upright. So far, she found no broken bones in her upper body. Though several deep gashes riddled her arms, she could feel the soreness of one across her chest, just above her breasts. Her clothing was near shreds, the beautiful business suit she had commissioned from one of the top world designers, but as she looked down at herself, she could barely recall any facts about who she was. She remembered bits and pieces, her name was Denissa Louis, people called her Nissa, she was 25. She had a job here. She began to search for other things as she sat there upon the floor.

Tears sprang to her eyes as she began to hurt even more, crying out weakly as she sank back to the floor, "Someone..Help.."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

I'd poked around a bit and found things I'd eventually come back in the hauler to get but nothing I could carry this time so far.

Moving to the office complex of building to see what could be found there I scan the area but so far no sign of life and no heat signatures on the thermal display.

In one building I located the supply closet for some business dealing in cosmetics and took packages of paper and writing tools and stuffed them in my day pack with the self heat ration I'd brought for lunch.

I wandered slowly and cautious room to room. This was a perfect ambush place if Scav's were around.

'What the hell was that?' I think. 'Did someone call for help. It sounded like it came from down the hall. Better check, but very damned carefully.'

Slowly and damned carefully I go room to room, the thermal telling me nothing was alive in any of them until I came to the last one on the right.

The thermal showed a heat signature. A human one laying or sitting slumped over behind a desk and some rubble.

When I set the rifle down it makes a barely audible 'clink' as it moves a piece of rubble in the doorway. Lowering to my belly, the .44 mag in hand, I begin to slowly worm my way toward where I see the heat sig., the only one in the room... so far.

 

[spiritual_love]

Nissa

Denissa's eyes rolled back as her breathing began to slow. She couldn't take this, it hurt. She felt as though she was being gutted, the pain so great. She couldn't place the start point in any particular area. She just knew that it radiated all over.

It seemed she would drift in and out of consciousness. She was grateful for the moments of blackness, where she dreamed of another time. Times before this destruction surrounding her.

Even when she did awake, her eyes remained closed. She didn't want to face this. To open her eyes would mean to acknowledge that she couldn't recall details of her questions, plus she would have to confront the awfulness of what has happened.

Nissa freezes as she thinks she hears a slide across the floor. Help? Her desparate need to be rid of the pain and emotional turmoil surpasses her fear as she speaks softly.

"please...help.."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

It's a good thing I was getting closer or I wouldn't have heard the weak, barely audible, plea for help.

A sudden rush and I was behind the obstructing desk. The pistol barrel moved side to side as I scanned the area, but there was just one person here.

The high energy pulse, or whatever had caused the extensive property damage, had caused part of the ceiling to collapse and a woman lay slumped against a wall partly covered with rubble.

She was obviously no threat so I moved closer as I took the mini light back out and turned it on.

"Shit!", exclaimed without thinking. Her clothing was nearly torn from her body and what still reminded of it was it tatters, but it wasn't her near nakedness that got my attention. The gash on her chest, the smaller one on the side of her forehead and the ones on her arms... those are what got my attention.

Another quick survey of the room to be sure we were still alone and I squatted next to her. Now I could see her cracked lips and knew she hadn't been caught in the falling ceiling while scrounging, but had been here since the beginning of the Dark Days as I called now and the foreseeable future.

I opened the med pouch and took out a compressed air injector of pain suppressants, all of the sterile spray and wipes of disinfectant, the cut/wound repair 'glue' and the spray "New Skin" wound covering and got to work.

As long as she was semi conscious no need to waken her to the pain ahead so, after putting on the sterile gloves from the pack, I cleaned each of the wounds. pinched them closed after applying the wound sealer and then sprayed each with "New Skin" covering.

They all looked far worse than they actually were once I could see them with the dried blood and dirt cleaned away. Painful and bloody but not life threatening.

Now she got the pain supressant. Then I took out my canteen. Lifting her with an arm behind her and around her shoulders I placed the edge at her lip and let a bit trickle into her mouth.

It wasn't water alone. It contained all of the electrolytes and trace elements needed to survive and fully refresh the body. Again thanks to my back door military contacts.

 

[spiritual_love]

Nissa

She barely felt alive as the stranger worked over her. She was so grateful for him at this moment. Though the words didn't come from her lips. She could merely sigh as the wounds were cleaned and sealed.

The first trickle of the water between her lips caused her to choke. The water spurt out of her lips, a little bit making it down the tube of her throat. As her mouth was wettened, she began to drink more and more, furiously swallowing the water. It had to be the most delicious drink she had ever tasted.

After what seemed to be minutes, her eyes slowly opened. Lips parted to speak, finding it hard to get a few words out.

 

[papillon24]

Adeline

I follow closely as I possibly can wthout hindering his movement. The destruction around us is almost too much to bear. A few tears gather in my eyes as I continue to tell my story.

"Could we slow down a bit. I'm still tired." My head spun from lack of supplies asn water.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

When she spit out the first trickles water I knew just how dehydrated she was, but I also saw her swallow so knew some made down her throat.

Again I tipped the canteen and this time she was able to drink. She tried to gulp it down, but I knew that wouldn't work. She'd just cramp up and vomit it back out. Slow and easy was the trick. Give her body time to absorb the moisture and her system time to assimilate the neutrients.

Eventually the canteen was drained so for now that was that, but at least the color had returned to her face and her breathing was less labored.

"Well do you think you can stand if I help you. It'll be getting dark outsides soon and we should get to The Retreat before the night hunters begin to roam."

 

[spiritual_love]

Nissa

"Well do you think you can stand if I help you. It'll be getting dark outsides soon and we should get to The Retreat before the night hunters begin to roam."

His words banged within Nissa's mind. She didn't understand what he meant by Retreat nor by night hunters. Confusion flooded her face as her blue eyes watched him.

Looking around at the destruction once more, having heard not another soul, she suddenly wondered what happened. Her hand tightened upon him as she struggled to get upright with his help.

"What...happened?"

Only able to speak the two wrods before she felt a bit hoarse. Her legs tremble weakly as she listened to him.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

"Wait. I didn't think," I say as I rummage in my pack and pull out the self heat meal pack. This one's spagetti and meat sauce with garlic, one of my favorites, and a bar of dark chocolate for dessert.

Twisting the bottom to begin the heating process I answer her question as I wait.

"Those assholes have done what I've been predicting they would for about 8 years now. They've destroyed the world as we knew it.
"It seems that you and I are survivors in what I call the Dark Days, 'cause that's what lies ahead that's for damned sure... Dark Days.
"Civilization is gone. Scav's and gangs roam freely. No law, no government, no grocery stores. It'd started before this last bit of madnedd, but now it's all gone and it'll become a fight for survival and survival of the fittest and most ruthless or best prepared.."

The self heat finished I open it and give it to you along with the biodegradable spork that comes with it.

"Here eat this, slowly now. Won't do you any good if you throw it up again."

 

[ozme52]

Aaron & Danica - the first night

During the night, Aaron's alertness came up a level as Danica moved around, trying to keep warm. He subconsciously noted it was his traveling companion and returned to low alert status. When Danica slid her body next to Aaron's, he half rolled over and cradled her within his massive arms to lend mutual warmth.

Aaron suddenly woke. His senses scanned out, but there was nothing that should have fully wakened him. He realized he was responding to Danica's warmth and to her body.

Yes, Aaron had threatened her when the met, had been downright callous, but that was the "psych-warfare" prisoner control programming talking. And it had worked and had made Danica tractable enough to get her through the worst part of the day.

Aaron smirked, a reaction which surprised him when he saw Danica's long hair, tumbled out from beneath her cap. Well, maybe the mil-psych programming wasn't as good in this situation as with actual POWs. That Aaron wasn't mad at Danica's willful disobedience also surprised him.

Mostly, what surprised Aaron the most, was desire. An emotion Aaron had thought was long scourged from his brain by the various drugs,genetic meddling, and general psychological conditioning programs inflicted on him over the years.

Aaron felt himself grow turgid. But he felt unwilling to force himself on Danica. He had no desire to break her spirit. Or to break her body for that matter. He was afraid of what triggers lay hidden away within him by the mil-psychs.

 

[spiritual_love]

Denissa

The last thing Denissa wanted to do was eat, even though her stomach was twisting and turning with her hunger. She knew it would come back up if she tried to swallow it. Shaking her head, she pleaded softly. She heard every word he said, but choose to ignore it. Surely, the world couldn't have been destroyed. She had just been discovered by a lunatic.

"I...I..don't want to eat. I just want to go home. Please. Help me get there. Everything will be fine once I get there."

Her blue eyes begged him to help her leave this place. She wanted out. She didn't believe the words he had spoken, still as she sat within the destruction.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

"Don't gulp it eat slowly so it stays down and fortifies you.
"There is no home any more. You'll sadly see."

You're helped to your feet and my left arm circles you and my hand slides under your arm and bare breast to hold you close and on your feet.

My other hand, after putting away the mini light and picking up the pistol moves us to the doorway. A quick check to be sure the hall's empty and I holster the pistol and pick up the rifle one handed then we walk to the door closest to he electic dune buggy.

You've been eating or at least tasting the spagetti as we slowly walk down the hall but stop when we stop in the door to let you see what's outside.... desolation and rubble with no sign of life at all and an eerie total silence broken only by the blowing wind.

I wait, as I scan the area, for you to take it all in and come to grips with the world of the Dark Days.

 

[spiritual_love]

Denissa

As the immense destruction comes into view, Nissa clutches her stomach. It wasn't enough that the food he gave to her was something strange, though it tasted faintly like spaghetti.

Her eyes raced over what she thought would have been a busy street, people walking hurriedly up and down the sidewalks, but instead it looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. She began to cough, unable to stop it, the mere shock of what had occur falling upon her heavily. Turning from him, she finds a corner and just vomits everything, unable to keep it down. She lifts up, looking back to him.

"What do I do? I don't have a home anymore."

Nissa did know one thing. She wasn't going to let him leave her if he tried. He had provided water, food, even transportation, she noticed as she looked at the dune buggy. She didn't care what she had to do, he was not leaving without her.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

One of my arms circled you waist pulling you back against my crotch as my other hand set down the rifle and cupped and supported your forehead.

"Go ahead. Get rid of it all. You haven't seen the worst yet so may as well empty your stomach."

Once you've recovered I hand you a handkerchief to blow your nose and wipe your mouth and chin with.

"Well, where's home?
"By the way I'm Eric, who are you?" I ask stilling holding you tightly against me to keep you steady but once more rifle in hand.

 

[spiritual_love]

Denissa

"Well, where's home?
"By the way I'm Eric, who are you?" I ask stilling holding you tightly against me to keep you steady but once more rifle in hand.

Nissa starts to give her address as he asks, but realizes that it's of no use. If things were as he said, she truly didn't have a home any longer.

Carefully, very mannerful, she wiped her mouth and chin, embarrassed slightly at such a display but it couldn't have been helped. Cautiously, she eases herself from his hold, shaking as she fills a chill along her body. Folding her arms in front of her, she looks to him, "Nissa, that's my name."

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Eric:

"Hello Nissa. Nice to meet you, glad I could help you even if the circumstance leave much to be desired and in fact just royally suck."

Noting your shivering, and now for the first time your spectacular body and face under the dirt and grime, "Sorry. Didn't bring other clothes and since I guess I'm protecting you it's more important to keep me safe so I can keep you safe.
"Lets get into the buggy and you'll just have to snuggle to stay warm I guess."

Supporting you stll we get to it and I help you step over the side rail and enjoy a look at your pussy lips and very pink, compared to your skin tone, slit.

Once you're in the seat I go around, get into mine and stick the encycripted card in to get us going.

Dusk is coming and I want to get back so headlights aren't needed. It a bumpy but fast ride. The remote is triggered and we zoom into The Retreat's garage. Red lights come on when the doors close and the massive bolts shoot home.

 

[spiritual_love]

Nissa

Nissa rides in complete silence. She can only look at the sdestruction surroudning them in awe. She had even forgot the lurid gaze as he had watched her get into the vehicle. Drawing, close to him as they went along, she actually savoured the warmth that his body did provide. She did continue to shiver, but it may have been more out of fear rather than the chill.

Looking ahead she sees the place, the rather imposing doors opening. For an instant, she wants to jump out and refuse to enter the place with the stranger. But she realizes, the if she indeed desries to survive, Eric just may be her only chance. Swallowing her fears, she looks behind as the bolts lock behind them.