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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 2:11:25 GMT -5
The male was not a fighter, and this was a pretty obvious fact. He was only a fighter if he knew he could win, like when he fought with Julia. He knew he could win against him and so he had the guts to stand up to him. He knew he could win if he scared his shitheaded father out of his mind. Now? He knew he couldn't win, he knew it was impossible, but the want to keep Kate safe was what drew him in. He will not say that he regretted his actions, but the pain that followed as the fist connected with his ribs was horrible. It felt as though his bones were displaced inside him, and that contact was followed by many more. As bad as it was, Hannibal couldn't stop the hits. They came at him faster then he could block them and about sixty percent of the fists thrown at him made contact and hurt both his insides and outsides.
Hannibal shied away as he got a chance to escape the powerful punches. His body ached and his breath was raspy as it hurt him to breath. He could feel that his ribs were displaced and the stretching of his lungs pushed against them, causing pain. He closed his eyes as he watched Kate wrap her arm around the man's neck. Hannibal leaned up against a wall, coughing pretty hard and forcing blood from his insides onto his hand. He shuddered and looked over as he heard the thud of his body fall to the ground. He didn't think that the man was dead, but either way it sent chills down his spine. If one looked at Hannibal right now, they would probably guess he had a stomach ache from the way he leaned against the wall. He did not look hurt except for a bruise that graced his high cheek bone on the right side of his face.
He looked as she tried to speak, but fell to her knees and when she tried to move closer to him, her attempt was small and pointless. He heard her say his name and he hit the button on the wall, assuming that it called the guards in. It looked like the security device Julian had on installed in their house, so he hoped that's what it was. He carefully made his way to Kate, and fell to his knees beside her. The pain inside his body was unbearable, but he wanted her to wake up. "C'mon Kate. You can't let that f-fuck win..." he spoke harshly, the words that came from him were angry and drew a lot of breath, which made him feel the need to breath which in turn caused him pain. He coughed violently into his arm and the pain surged through him, causing his hands to shake as the pain shocked his body. Only once had he felt this kind of physical pain before...
----------------------------------- A few hours later -----------------------------------
Both Hannibal and Kate had been taken to the hospital by the guard that came in the door. At first the man had blamed Hannibal, but Kate had been his first worry so he took her to the hospital, and when Hannibal begged to go as well he was allowed to come along and after explaining that he thought he had broken ribs the guard took them both without a second thought. Kate was rushed off to have doctors make sure she was alright; get her oxygen and clean her wounds. Hannibal was taken into another hallway for his x-rays but he wasn't checked over near as carefully because for the most part healing broken ribs was a natural cure that lasted one to two months at most. The pain just needed to be controlled until they healed. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 2:47:19 GMT -5
Kate woke to the stinging of the stuff they used to clean the cut over he eye with. The doctors had already cleaned her lip. There was nothing they could do about the cuts inside her mouth. Kate’s head was still pounding just as bad as it had been before. Kate told the doctor about her head hurting and he gave her a shot to stop the pain… within five minutes her head stopped pounding then they put three stitches in the cut over her eye.
Okay Kate we are all done but there are some police officers that would like to ask you some questions. Is that okay? the doctor said
Yeah. Where is Hannibal? The male who was with me at the house. Kate’s voice was weak and dry… but very worried about Hannibal she was sure that he was hurt way worse than she was.
I think they took him to x-ray. I go find out for you.
Thank you. Oh when will I be able to go?
As soon as the officers are done.
okay. Kate sat up the copper tease of salty blood still lingered in Kate’s mouth… as the doctor left the room two officers came in.
Hello ma’am I am Officer Marshall and this is Officer Gibson. We would like to ask you a few Questions.
I am listening
Well we need to know what happened. Could you tell us using as much detail as you can remember?
Kate told the officers everything from the point after she answered the phone… if they knew she had racing cars and a tiger she would be in big trouble. When she finished the Officers nodded
Thank you ma’am. I man that hurt you has been arrested for assault on two accounts. Do you want to press charges?
I don’t but you might want to ask Hannibal… the man that was where to if he wants to. I sure he was hurt worse than me.
Alright then ma’am. the Officers nodded again and left the room. Kate slowly and carefully stood up her knees hurt a little from the contact they had made on her way to the floor. She looked down they were all bruised up. Kate walked to the door and out of the room along the hall way and into the waiting room… no Hannibal in Sight, he must still be in the back. Kate made her way to a chair and sat down leaning her head back and she closed her eyes waiting to hear Hannibal coming down the hall.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 16:17:41 GMT -5
Hannibal really didn't like hospitals, and at one point he'd been so drugged up because of the pain he felt he'd freaked out, not remembering where he was. Now however he was very calm, freakishly calm. He didn't say anything to any of the people that came into his room, and just gave them a blank stare as they spoke to him, explaining that his healing would be slow because all they could do was give him antibiotics and make sure that he knew he couldn't do much movement as to keep the ribs in place. He wondered where Kate was in this horrible place and hoped she was alright. He didn't know if Conner had hurt her badly before he'd gotten to them, and he hoped that she wasn't hurt too badly.
The male had been sitting in an upright position ever since he got out of the x-ray; the heavy medication dulling his senses enough that he didn't feel the pain when he breathed. The area around his rib caged was bruised badly, and it showed well on his pale flesh. Two men, dressed in black with heavy belts around their waists and badges showing on their chest pockets came in and introduced themselves as Officer Marshall and Officer Gibson. They asked him to explain what had happened and he only told them of what he'd seen when he walked into the room, and all the events following. They nodded as he finished, and said that they had Conner under arrest facing two accounts of assault. He wouldn't press charges, because he didn't want to deal with that. He walked into the fight and should have known better then to do something so stupid but he couldn't let Kate get hurt.
A familiar faced doctor stepped into his room to see he was back here. "You had a girl, Kate, ask for you. She's on the first floor; if you take the elevator down and go three doors to the left you'll find her room." the male said as he observed the very calm looking male who sat upright in the bed. His skin was bruised badly, and his body in that area was slightly disfigured from all the breaks. He walked out for a moment and returned with a subscription. "This is for you; take two of these, four times a day." he said, handing Hannibal the package. "You'll probably only have drowsiness as a side effect, but if there are any other effects, please. Don't hesitate to call." he said as he gently patted the male's shoulder and walked out.
Hannibal dilated eyes watched him silently, not saying a word to him. He carefully moved his body and pulled his shirt on over his bare torso and made sure to leave nothing of his in the room. His walked quietly through the hallways, the pain was numbed almost completely in his body, but his movements were stiff and uneasy. He got into the elevator; following the directions he'd been given. Once he reached the first floor, he walked three doors to the left to find an empty room... He looked around curiously, but no words came from him. He walked down the hall, and found her in the waiting room. "You alright?" he asked with very soft words as his arm was wrapped around himself, and the other hung loosely at his side, holding the bag. His features were pale, and eyes seemed black because his eyes were dilated so much. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 17:06:54 GMT -5
Kate looked up then stood a little shaky from her sore knees as she seen Hannibal walking down the hallway. You alright? his words were softer than Kate’s was when she talked to the officers. Yes, just a few bruises and broken skin. What about you I am sure Conner broken a few of your ribs when he nailed you, didn’t he? Kate paused for a minute You know he was going to kill you. Once Conner goes for the ribs you do not have a chance. Kate spoke she would have told Hannibal that she has seen him kill a few guys but reframed from saying that to keep Hannibal from knowing again just how close he was to being killed. She wanted to embrace him in a soft hug but only touched he side of his face away on the opposite side of the of were Conner had hit Hannibal she did this to save him the pain because she knew that If a few of his ribs were broken they were hurting like hell. I’m sorry Hannibal. Kate spoke softly then her hand left his face.
The guardsman walked through the doors of the hospital to find both Hannibal and Kate standing in the waiting room. He glared at Hannibal as if blaming him for hurting Kate then spoke in a voice that sounded as if nothing had happened The car is waiting ma’am.
Kate turned and walked out of the doors opening the car door and seating herself inside in the back seat with the shot that the doctors gave her she could not drive… well she could but would be taking a high risk that she would be coming back due to a wreck.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 18:37:49 GMT -5
Hannibal nodded slightly, not vocally admitting that he was weak. Yes, he had multiple broken ribs, and you could see just by looking at him with a careful eye. When he had no shirt on, you could see that his ribs were slightly displaced from being broken, and his body was bruised horribly bad. There was one bruise where you could see the four fingers connected perfectly with his right bottom rib. His dark eyes looked at her as she said that Conner would have killed him. He was well aware... In Conner's eyes, Hannibal was intruding on what he thought was his, and he knew that if he ever saw the man again he would probably die.
Her gentle hand touched the side of his face, avoiding the bruise on his cheek bone from being hit. The purple color had spread to about the size of a fist and made his face look very hollow. His eyes fell to the floor as she said that she was sorry. "Don't be... It was my choice..." the words were very soft, as were the first words he'd said to her. He wouldn't say that helping her had been a stupid move, because at the top of his feelings he didn't think that... but deeper down, in the pit of his mind he knew it was stupid. He knew that he wasn't a fighter and that by making such a move he was asking for trouble.
Hannibal looked up as the tall man stepped into the waiting room. Hannibal's eyes found the other's and the glare was cold and hate-filled, as if blaming him for Kate's new injuries. All in all, he couldn't really blame the man for thinking such a thing. She'd probably done fine without him hear, and then he's not even here for a full 24 hours and she needs to be taken to the hospital. He then spoke with a very calm voice, stating that the car was waiting. He followed her out, dropping his gaze as he walked carefully past the man. His body was sore, and stiff. He carefully set himself in the seat opposite of Kate and leaned against the door, setting the bag in his lap. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 19:28:22 GMT -5
the whole way home Kate did not say anything, she knew that here in England for assault you only spent three days in jail with a slap on the wrist and told Don’t do that again common jails here were pretty pitiful. Kate knows this because she had an assault charge on her about six months ago. As soon as the car pulled up the house Kate got out and went back up stairs the shot for her head ach was making her very tired. So she slept…
-Morning of the fourth day -
It was only five ten in the morning and Kate was down in the kitchen Hannibal was still up stairs sleeping she could not sleep so she stuck out of the room so Hannibal could sleep some more. Kate had let left the door to the cars open so the tiger could see her so more. Kate stood over the kitchen sink filling up the coffee pot… she did not hear the door open or shut, she did not even hear the foot steps…
Hello Kate… it was Conner’s voice. Kate jumped and the half whole glass pot fell from her hands as she turned, it feel to the hard floor and shattered into a million little pieces….
-Thirty minutes later-
Kate’s grey cotton shorts lay of the floor next to the table the things that had been set up nicely on the table were now thrown to the floor… Kate sat huddled up in one corner of the room her face bleeding again the stitches torn open again, tears rolled from her eyes her body hurt as she sat there in her white tank top, the front covered with little drops of blood, and a pair of ripped panties. Bruises started to discolor parts of her arms and legs. Conner was gone without anyone but Kate and the tiger knowing what he did to Kate. The tiger went crazy trying to get out roaring and throwing itself against the cage…
Kate heard someone say something but the shock and pain of what Conner did to her controlled her body she did not could not look or hear what was being said. She felt someone try to touch her shoulder. Kate jumped her body shaking Don’t touch me! Kate yelled pulling her legs closer to her rebeaten body, her voice was scared and sore. A perfect outline of a large hand print formed around her neck as if she was choked to keep from screaming…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 20:00:44 GMT -5
Hannibal slept, not the most peaceful sleep he'd had in his life, but he slept. He couldn't stay in one position for more then ten minutes at a time because the pain in his ribs numbed his body and the tingling sensation hurt him. He didn't stir when Kate moved up and out of the bed, he just laid still and then moved again a number of minutes later because of the horrid sensation.
He'd woke up to the deep throated roaring of the tiger in the cage, and he'd woke up alone. This worried him a bit, and as fast as he could he made his way down the stairs. He saw the horrible sight of Kate sitting in a corner, huddled together as close as she could be. Her stitches were torn open and blood ran down her face. She was wearing a minimal amount of clothes, and those that she did wear were speckled with blood and/or ripped. Bruising tainted her skin and the streaks of tears ran down her features. A hand print was clear around her neck and Hannibal spoke softly, trying to see if she could move. An arm wrapped itself around his ribs, the pain being strong for he needed to take his medication. He reached out to her in a very gentle manner and she yelled at him and pulled her legs close to her battered body.
"Kate..." he said softly. "I'm not going to hurt you." the young male said, dropping down to his knees and looking at her, eye level. He didn't reach out to her anymore, and a calm but groggy expression was showing across his face. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 20:28:22 GMT -5
Kate wrapped her arms around her legs her body shaking she turned her face way from Hannibal. Her once long braided hair had been cut off to the button her shoulders. But the rest of her hair was gone. Conner had taken it with him. Kate rested her blooded face on her knees rocking a little, her lungs jerked as low muffled sobs were heard. A long moment went by only the sounds were the tiger growling and Kate’s sobs. Hannibal… Kate’s words were shattered and twisted around jerking sobs… she did not move her head to look in fact the only movements in her was the jerking rib cage and her body shaking a little.
Kate felt alone… very alone. Maggie came running into the kitchen also worried about as to why the tiger was going crazy. She gasped at the sight, and she ran towards Kate Ma’am? Miss Kate? Maggie also reached out for her and as soon as Kate felt her touch she screamed in a very violent matter. dont touch me!! She looked up at Maggie her eyes wide and the evilness that had been hidden had taken over. In a way just then there was no human in Kate, it was almost like she was possessed by something… then after a deadly second Kate put she head back on her knees facing away from Hannibal…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 20:48:57 GMT -5
"Maggie, don't--" Hannibal warned quickly, but just not fast enough and Kate's scream cut him off. He moved away from her as the evil showed itself clearly in her eyes. He would never forget that evil, and he was not in shape to meet it again in a bad moment. He was weaker then he usually was because of all his broken ribs and she was in no state in which to be messed with. Although she looked fragile he was sure she could still kill someone with no second thoughts against it. He gave her plenty of space, and looked at her with calm eyes. Although the evil in her scared him deeply, he kept a calm expression for he didn't know how to help her. she wouldn't let anyone touch her, and even still Hannibal didn't want to get too close and make her feel crowded.
"Kate, please don't act like this. Maggie meant no harm." he said quietly, keeping his distance and keep his arm wrapped around his ribs. He didn't move from his spot to retreat for medicine or to show he was afraid of her evil inside. He stayed perfectly still, standing on his knees and resting his other hand on the ground. His dark eyes traced over her features, guessing that it had been Conner. He didn't know of the law system here, but who else would have done this? Unless she had some other guys following her, then he'd be wrong. He was pretty sure it was Conner, and he was going to kill that bastard. He had no right to treat Kate like this. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 21:13:32 GMT -5
There was a loud thud against the steel door of the cage of the tiger…then another loud bang as the door swung hard against the side of the cage. The huge white male tiger came jogging around the corner heading for Kate. He stopped and sniffed Kate’s foot then sat down next to her as if he knew she did not want to be touched by the humans. Maggie made a move to cover Kate with a coat show the lower part of her body was not showing like it was and the tiger growled and showed his teeth batting at her with his clawless paws… warning her not to touch Kate. Maggie jumped then left the kitchen in a hurry.
Kate touched the tiger’s shoulder softly and the tiger laid down in front of her blocking everyone from trying to touch Kate.
It was another long moment before Kate said anything else he raped me… her voice was choking twisted with a sob and very rough. Kate still reframed from looking at Hannibal, even in the state she was in she knew that her evilness showed that clearest it has ever had and she knew that Hannibal was scared even though he did not move when she looked up she sensed his fear.
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 21:22:24 GMT -5
The two loud noises followed one after another, a loud thud and then a loud bang from the door slamming against the cage. the large white tiger appeared and moved silently across the room, sitting in front of Kate. He pawed and barred his teeth as Maggie attempted to get close. that was a dumb move, Hannibal could have told her not to step any closer, but she would have refused to listen to him. He watched as she patted the tiger and he laid down, stretching his massive body out so that Hannibal would have to get close to the tiger before getting to Kate. He wasn't afraid of the creature because he knew as long ads he posed no threat, then the large cat would not feel the need to hurt him. If the tiger got a random impulse to attack, then Hannibal was fucked.
"You need to get help Kate... You can't live like this. It's dangerous, and there might come a time when he doesn't allow you to live..." Hannibal spoke with very steady tones as still remained in the same position, standing on his knees with an arm wrapped around his ribs and a hand on the ground. His brown locks were smooth and soft, his features were pale and his dark brown eyes were fixed on her even though she didn't look up at him. Yes, he was afraid and worried, but he didn't move any further from her, nor any closer. He kept his grounds solid and watched her, knowing that at least she was speaking normally instead of yelling. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 22:03:48 GMT -5
Kate’s rib cage stopped jerking and she looked up her once light and colorful were now darker than Hannibal’s. Kate locked eyes with Hannibal she did not say anything for a few long moments then a darker and more evil voice over came her vocals not before I kill him. she said it to blankly almost as if she already knew how she was going to kill him… she said it as if the male who rapped her was already a dead man. Her body still shook a little, there was really no way any one could help her now or Conner for that fact, the really Kate was buried deep inside a rock hard shell for now and the evil and unforgiving Kate was in control, the Kate that ruthlessly killed anyone in her way.
Kate unlocked her eyes with Hannibal’s and slowly and very painfully stood up, the tiger followed suit standing up next to her. She looked down at Hannibal with cold eyes. Then slowly she limped toward the kitchen door, the tiger following her at her pace, Kate made her way slowly up the stairs and to their room shutting the door behind her and the tiger.
Painfully Kate changed her clothes, putting on a pair of black jeans, a clean white tank top, and a gun holder over her shoulders was next then finally a leather black jacket, then she pulled on her boots. Kate pulled a secret unseen level box out from the button of her dresser a jet black hand gun and some clips were shown to lay at the button, Kate picked up the loaded gun and stuck it in the gun holder that was hidden by her jacket. She zipped up the jacket and opened the door her tiger right at her side. Kate managed to do all of this before Hannibal got to the room. She had gotten dressed very quickly seeming as in how much pain she was really in she would not let that stop her.
Kate’s now dark and hurting eyes came to meet Hannibal’s. He had no idea how dangerous she was, yes he knew that she was dangerous because of the evil that now took over but he did not know that she had a loaded gun on her. What Conner did to her it took Kate to a completely new level of evil and insanity. Kate ignored Hannibal limping pretty badly as she passed him not looking at him any more. The tiger followed her like they were shadows or he was Kate just shown in a different form. She limped to the door and opened it leaving it wide open. Kate knew that Hannibal could not stop her one: he was to weak and second: he was not stupid enough to try to stop her. Kate got in the car after letting the tiger jump in first. He climbed in the back seat as if he knew what they were going to do.
-one hour later-
Kate’s mustang pulled back up the drive and shut off as both her and the tiger stepped out the gun was left in the car. The tiger’s face, chest and paws were stained red… blood. Kate opened the door and stepped in. the tiger jogged to his caged and laid down stuffed from eating a part of Conner’s body. Conner was the first person Kate had killed in over a year. The evil was once again hidden from her eyes. Kate limped to the steps every uneven step was very painful. She sat down on the first step and stayed there unsure if Hannibal was still here…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 13, 2008 22:58:24 GMT -5
Kate's once light eyes were now darker then Hannibal's, and appeared to be black almost. A dark tone came over her words as she didn't allow her gaze to leave his. Hannibal didn't move at all, he barley even breathed while he kept his eyes locked with her. Partly because the inflating motion of his lungs hurt his ribs, but partly because he didn't want to move from her gaze. He gave no response to the words that came from her mouth as their tone was different and he knew there was no way to change her mind to get her to leave Conner alone. He understood the feeling of being raped, but he'd already killed the man that had violated him in such the horrid manner. So he didn't have to worry about him coming back, as for Conner, Kate wouldn't be safe until he was dead.
He knew she was dangerous, but he knew not of the gun. He was thankful for not knowing of the gun. He watched the female and the tiger walk out the door after limping past him. He did not move or even speak to try and stop her. He held no chance, and he knew better.
-------------------------- one hour later --------------------------
"So...?" the male spoke calmly as he stepped into the frame of the door of the kitchen. He was in a white muscle shirt and black jeans. He held a few different paintbrushes in his left hand and there was black paint all over his left arm, just random splatters and parts where he appeared to have used his are as a palette to mix colors. Paint was smeared down the left side of his face, and covered his bruise. His dark hair was combed back away from his face and his dark brown eyes gazed at her with a very calm and wondering expression. Pupils were dilated once more as he had taken the pain medication the doctor prescribed him. He stood still, leaning against the frame without shifting his position.
"Was he an easy opponent to take down? You took less time then I expected." the male asked. His tones were oddly calm after being so worried only an hour before. He watched her with a very dull expression, waiting to see if she would answer him or if she would walk away. She might even yell at him for asking her something such as that, but he didn't really care. He was just wondering. If she didn't want to talk about it, he'd go back to painting.
He was working on a large scale painting of Kate. Of course, at the moment it didn't look like her at all. the painting didn't even look as though it was human, or intended to be human. He worked on paintings in his own manner, and when they were finished they turned out nice, but if someone looked at his work before it was done they wouldn't be able to figure it out. He had another ten hours of work he had to do on it, minimum. |
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 13, 2008 23:20:08 GMT -5
Kate looked up her eyes half opened the amount of pain was still in was starting to get to her.ask the tiger. I am sure he ate enough to tell you. All I did was shoot him in the knees and then let the tiger do the rest. I must say though I did enjoy watching him died slowly and I am sure my pet also enjoyed the meat. Kate’s vocals were mixed between the darker half and the tired pained half of Kate.
Kate was perfectly fine with pain but it often wore her out if she endured to much all at once. Kate again painfully stood up and held onto the railing of the stairs as she limped slowly up to the top and into her room. She let her jacket fall off her shoulder and to the floor as she limped in pain to the bed. Gently Kate laid herself down the gun holder made it a little uncomfortably to lay down but she would just make herself sleep through the pain, but for some reason Kate could not make herself sleep she just laid there staring into nothing her eyes looked as they were somewhere else…
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Post by Hannibal Casry on Jan 14, 2008 11:01:05 GMT -5
Hannibal didn't even flinch as she spoke. He remained still with a very calm disposition and an unruffled gaze. He had expected such words to come out of her mouth. Not those exact ones, but anything along the lines of enjoying the sight of watching the male die. "Sounds like you had a pretty good time then." the male spoke as if he was speaking to a kid that had come back from a day at a wonderland of rides, games and food. He acted as though hearing this was nothing, because to him, it wasn't anymore. He couldn't stop her and wouldn't ever be able to, even with as much as he wished he could. He would think to classify her as a typical psychopath. She wasn't quite a person with an antisocial personality disorder, but she had an aggressive, criminal, and amoral behavior pattern. He watched her in silence as she said nothing else, but moved into an upright, standing position. She relied a lot on the hand rail and she limped a lot.
He turned back into the kitchen and back outside where he'd been painting. A large wall was covered in a mostly white sheet, with streaks of a cool golden color shaping to look somewhat like a face, and two big black, detailed almond shaped things in the high center of the page. Within the almond shapes, there was several shades of a very deep brown moving to black and there were also deep crimson reds slashed without the blackish brown shapes. He worked carefully on them, holding multiple paintbrushes with many shades and using them as he needed. He would let her do whatever it is that she planned to do while she was upstairs. He would be occupied with his painting for quite a few hours and didn't care what she did at the moment. He assumed she was tired and probably bored out of her mind. |
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