Kade had put a lot of thought into what her companion had said, though she could tell by how his voice deepened into a rumble of fatigue that he wasn't in the mood to speak any further. That made the choice to sleep unanimous, allowing the woman to ease slowly into her makeshift bed with straw shaded locks tousled among the rest of her unkempt appearance. Her thoughts reflected on where she could be by the end of the week, rather than the location the two chose to roost in. A sunset forgotten, the darkness cloaked their rooftop camp minutes before the woman realized there was no more to follow westward. Even if, in passing, she had considered leaving Vale to his own devices while she tried her hand at sneaking around the predators below- there was no longer an opportunity for such things.
A hand branched outwards towards Vale, curious, and she danced smooth digits against the hair of his forearm. Just once, in a steady line, before her hand returned to her side of the tarmac camp. How long had it been since she had traveled with anyone? A decent amount of time. How long since she was with someone of the opposite gender? Longer. Much longer. Good memories or otherwise, the recollections faded with each full moon; the imagery was hazy as she did her best not to forget completely. No two times were the same though, and when it was so long between each encounter, the collective of instances all trickled together to become a splash of what she thought it should be.
His scent was foreign. Exotic. Not at all like anyone else she had met, though this wasn't because she hadn't been surrounded by men of all varieties in the past. No, Vale just had a certain appeal to his persona that set him slightly above others she could recall. He just didn't smell like anyone else- He didn't act like anyone else, either. That much had been noticed from their earlier meeting, and with him assumed to be sleeping, she could reminisce about the scene as though reflecting on something humorous. Her lips betrayed her mood as a wide smile stole her visage, even while she remained as quiet as a church mouse. She could think about how he smiled as well, and that odd quirk his eyebrow made when he seemed puzzled by what she said. Kade felt like a goldfish with how bad her memory could be at times, but in the dim of the deserted city, she did her best to keep all that information she had gathered about Vale prominent in the forefront of her mind.
Sounds below had lessened, and even the scraping of paws against pavement seemed to cease in the wake of the traps. Perhaps, if Vale had been correct, they served as the best course of action to scare off the predators. Kade liked how knowledgeable Vale came across over the course of their day together, and while she didn't hold a candle to the male in that regard, he had yet to ditch her over the side of the building as if she were dead weight. That was a start, right? Lids growing heavy, the woman closed her eyes and brought her bare arm up to cover them further, protective of her sight above all things. A scavenger could manage missing fingers or toes, but eyes were essential.
Had she dreamed, it would have been about Vale. Of course, Kade never dreamed much, and she certainly didn't sleep for extended periods of time.
A few hours later, the drifter sat upright in the pile of her belongings, and began her brief search for a cigarette. Wedged between some gauze and an old toothpick, her tobacco pouch waited, though her first worry was what Vale might say to her lighting a cigarette. Last time, he hadn't been so keen on her addiction, so Kade offered a quiet heads up towards the resting male. "Eh, 'm gonna smoke." Good enough. With her vision lowered towards her lap, practiced fingers worked the tobacco against the small square of paper she intended to use, and rolled the contents neatly so not to spill any of the fibers. It hadn't come cheap, and she much preferred not to run out mid trip because of clumsiness or disregard. Satisfied with the work done, the finished product slipped between her lips while the search continued for a lighter.
Matches worked well enough, and one was floating at the bottom of her backpack, accompanied by a layer of filtered sand she never quite got around to cleaning out. "Vale," Kade asked as the carcinogen met the flame, and brought a bout of warm smoke into her deprived lungs, "do you think tha dogs're gone now? I dun' hear 'em anymore." Not wanting to shoot herself in the foot, Kade wasn't entirely ready to peer over the side of the building to ensure her hunch was a correct one. Instead, she sought a second opinion on this, as she tended to do with many things. It was better to accept that others might be correct than to blindly follow her own intuition. After all, Vale had been the one to set up traps, thus he would be the one most likely to know if the traps actually worked as intended.
At times, she was incredibly dense - but Kade wasn't stupid. A fool with a naive streak like no other, but she somehow managed to progress through the desert landscape mostly unscathed, and that was a feat unto itself. Mid inhale of unfiltered smoke, her stomach growled beneath her dusty tank top, and instinctively, her free arm hugged her midsection. Where had she eaten last? At this point, almost two days earlier. The fact her body continued to cooperate was impressive, though the stores of energy would dwindle quickly if she didn't take care of the issue. "Vale," she said aloud towards where he was still laying, "I'm hungry." Kade had no issue implying this was as much his concern as it was hers, though if he were to tell her off for it, she would manage as she always had. Just, now he was here, and the easiest means to obtain what she wanted might possibly be to rely on Vale's guidance.
Knowledge was power, after all.
A hand branched outwards towards Vale, curious, and she danced smooth digits against the hair of his forearm. Just once, in a steady line, before her hand returned to her side of the tarmac camp. How long had it been since she had traveled with anyone? A decent amount of time. How long since she was with someone of the opposite gender? Longer. Much longer. Good memories or otherwise, the recollections faded with each full moon; the imagery was hazy as she did her best not to forget completely. No two times were the same though, and when it was so long between each encounter, the collective of instances all trickled together to become a splash of what she thought it should be.
His scent was foreign. Exotic. Not at all like anyone else she had met, though this wasn't because she hadn't been surrounded by men of all varieties in the past. No, Vale just had a certain appeal to his persona that set him slightly above others she could recall. He just didn't smell like anyone else- He didn't act like anyone else, either. That much had been noticed from their earlier meeting, and with him assumed to be sleeping, she could reminisce about the scene as though reflecting on something humorous. Her lips betrayed her mood as a wide smile stole her visage, even while she remained as quiet as a church mouse. She could think about how he smiled as well, and that odd quirk his eyebrow made when he seemed puzzled by what she said. Kade felt like a goldfish with how bad her memory could be at times, but in the dim of the deserted city, she did her best to keep all that information she had gathered about Vale prominent in the forefront of her mind.
Sounds below had lessened, and even the scraping of paws against pavement seemed to cease in the wake of the traps. Perhaps, if Vale had been correct, they served as the best course of action to scare off the predators. Kade liked how knowledgeable Vale came across over the course of their day together, and while she didn't hold a candle to the male in that regard, he had yet to ditch her over the side of the building as if she were dead weight. That was a start, right? Lids growing heavy, the woman closed her eyes and brought her bare arm up to cover them further, protective of her sight above all things. A scavenger could manage missing fingers or toes, but eyes were essential.
Had she dreamed, it would have been about Vale. Of course, Kade never dreamed much, and she certainly didn't sleep for extended periods of time.
A few hours later, the drifter sat upright in the pile of her belongings, and began her brief search for a cigarette. Wedged between some gauze and an old toothpick, her tobacco pouch waited, though her first worry was what Vale might say to her lighting a cigarette. Last time, he hadn't been so keen on her addiction, so Kade offered a quiet heads up towards the resting male. "Eh, 'm gonna smoke." Good enough. With her vision lowered towards her lap, practiced fingers worked the tobacco against the small square of paper she intended to use, and rolled the contents neatly so not to spill any of the fibers. It hadn't come cheap, and she much preferred not to run out mid trip because of clumsiness or disregard. Satisfied with the work done, the finished product slipped between her lips while the search continued for a lighter.
Matches worked well enough, and one was floating at the bottom of her backpack, accompanied by a layer of filtered sand she never quite got around to cleaning out. "Vale," Kade asked as the carcinogen met the flame, and brought a bout of warm smoke into her deprived lungs, "do you think tha dogs're gone now? I dun' hear 'em anymore." Not wanting to shoot herself in the foot, Kade wasn't entirely ready to peer over the side of the building to ensure her hunch was a correct one. Instead, she sought a second opinion on this, as she tended to do with many things. It was better to accept that others might be correct than to blindly follow her own intuition. After all, Vale had been the one to set up traps, thus he would be the one most likely to know if the traps actually worked as intended.
At times, she was incredibly dense - but Kade wasn't stupid. A fool with a naive streak like no other, but she somehow managed to progress through the desert landscape mostly unscathed, and that was a feat unto itself. Mid inhale of unfiltered smoke, her stomach growled beneath her dusty tank top, and instinctively, her free arm hugged her midsection. Where had she eaten last? At this point, almost two days earlier. The fact her body continued to cooperate was impressive, though the stores of energy would dwindle quickly if she didn't take care of the issue. "Vale," she said aloud towards where he was still laying, "I'm hungry." Kade had no issue implying this was as much his concern as it was hers, though if he were to tell her off for it, she would manage as she always had. Just, now he was here, and the easiest means to obtain what she wanted might possibly be to rely on Vale's guidance.
Knowledge was power, after all.
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