loh and simak

[11/7/2011 12:14:50 AM] Pete: It shouldn't be far now. The gossip circulating about the town put Loh, Amoin and their caravan on the north bank of the lake outside of town. Simak grunted as he heaved the keg on his back to a more comfortable position. He'd be supplying the drink this time, to make the reuinion one to remember!

A light in the distance caught his eye and he grinned from ear to ear. There they were! He made his way through the underbrush quickly.
[11/7/2011 12:15:29 AM] Pete: "Oi oi. You lot causin' trouble?" He growled out in jest as he approached the clearing, eyes scanning for anyone around.
[11/7/2011 12:17:17 AM] Sis: There's the sound of something being dropped and the familiar ring of Loh drawing her sword before - "Simak? Of the Desert Rain?" The figure before him was almost unrecognizable, half her face concealed, most of what was uncovered brutally scarred, hair shoulder-length curls, and belly rounded with pregnancy. Surely that wasn't Loquacious? And where was Amion?
[11/7/2011 12:20:40 AM] Pete: Simak froze before quickly reaching a hand down to the hilt of one of his axes. His brow furrowed. Who was this poor creature? "M'here to see Lohqua, and Amion." He grunted out cautiously. Perhaps this was a new member of the caravan. It would explain why they knew his name. "I didn' mean to startle you."
[11/7/2011 12:21:52 AM] Sis: Loh sheathed her sword. "Simak, I /am/ Loquacious." To prove it, she bares one of her arms, quickly unwrappping the bandages, to show the jade bracers implanted in her arms. Her arms that have /also/ been horrifically scarred. What the hell happened?
[11/7/2011 12:23:45 AM] Pete: He didn't say anything for a moment, just stared wide-eyed. "Loh? Shit..." The keg fell to the forest floor with a THUMP as he moved forward. "What- What happened to you?" The look on his face wavered between deep concern and sheer disbelief.
[11/7/2011 12:24:53 AM] Sis: She sighed, flumping back to the ground, and patted the fur. "You're going to want to sit down. It's... about as pretty as I am." She smirks a little, self-depreciating.
[11/7/2011 12:30:13 AM | Edited 12:31:26 AM] Pete: Loh's apparent calm was at odds with Simak, who was clearly horrified. He opened his mouth to speak, then hesitated. After a moment he stepped over and sank down next to her. "Loh- My gods." His deep voice rumbled.
[11/7/2011 12:32:43 AM] Sis: She sighed. "I'm... just going to be blunt about this. Amion... Amion died." Loh teared up, rubbing a hand down her face. "I... well, I screamed for ten days. I don't remember a lot of it. That's how all this," her guesture indicates the scars, "happened. I... they came outta nowhere. We got most of them but... by the time I knew what was happening Amion was already..." She sobs, wrapping her arms around herself.
[11/7/2011 12:36:23 AM] Pete: For a moment Simak didn't know what to do. His mouth gaped slightly in disbelief before he took a deep breath. "Loh," He reached out to her, wrapping a big arm around her shoulders and drawing her against himself, "M'so sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He grunted, holding her. "The Wyld Hunt?" His voice took a grim tone as he mentioned that name.
[11/7/2011 12:38:19 AM] Sis: She wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face against his chest and shaking. It takes her a moment to get her voice under control enough to respond. "I, I think so, y-yeah. If it'd been those c-crazy creeps they woulda been trying to c-c-capture, not k-" She breaks down into sobs again.
[11/7/2011 12:42:21 AM] Pete: He just shook his head and held her tight. "Godless bastards. Godless fuckin' bastards." He growled, "I'll fuckin' kill all of them..." He took a couple of breaths. He was angry, beyond furious, but he wanted to hold it together for Loh. "M'sorry, Loh. He was a good man." He said, more gently.
[11/7/2011 12:45:05 AM] Sis: "That's, that's the plan, sort of." She sniffles a little, and nods. "Always was, but, the rot starts all the way at the top." She wipes at her eye, leaning against him still and trying to get herself back under control.
[11/7/2011 12:46:06 AM] Pete: "The top?" He looked down at her, "What do you mean?" He hoped she wasn't planning what he thought she was.
[11/7/2011 12:47:22 AM] Sis: She looks up at him and /oh/ he's seen that stubborn set to her jaw before. "You know what I mean." It's soft, but it's obvious that she's going to cast down the Incarnae even if she has to do it with her own two hands.
[11/7/2011 12:49:29 AM] Pete: One glance at her look of determination and he knew there would be nothing he could say to dissuade her. "That's suicide, Loh." He stated, all the same.
[11/7/2011 12:50:32 AM] Sis: "Not if I take the time to do it /right/, and even if it is, so what?"
[11/7/2011 12:53:54 AM] Pete: Simak looked into her spoiled face for a long moment before finally nodding softly, "If anyone had the will to see it through, it'd be you." He said solemnly, "I'll stand with you, if you need me Loh."
[11/7/2011 12:56:14 AM] Sis: She nodded, resting her head against his shoulder again. "Thank you. You have no idea how much that means to me, Simak." She hugs him tightly.
[11/7/2011 12:58:00 AM] Pete: After a little while Simak broke the quiet, "When's the little'un comin'?"
[11/7/2011 1:01:14 AM] Sis: "Got another four months, I think. I hope she looks like her daddy." Loh smiled, slowly, touching the little bump gently. "Celiah's due in a few weeks."