Thread: Ruin And Rebirth (Mech Pilot and darkangel76)

Cordy shivered as she sat on the ground, her arms clutching the backpack tightly against her body. For some reason, it gave her an odd sense of comfort, of purpose to hold the thing. So she made sure to do so with all her might until instructed otherwise. At least then she could find some sense of peace as her mind ran wild with the thoughts of horror and terror that might await her once Harry finished up whatever he needed to do now that the fighting seemed to be over, Gordon and Ellen both glaring daggers in her direction. She winced slightly as she caught a glimpse of them, instantly looking away, not wanting to let her gaze linger on them any longer than it needed. It was clear to her that they wouldn't want anything to do with her for a good long time, if ever again. Meanwhile, Harry was cursing under his breath. The mysterious stranger had just informed him of the well and how it had run dry. He let out a rather audible sigh, followed by a groan. He was angry, frustrated and now that he'd had to fight a slew of men... tired and sore on top of things. The day had gone from annoying to nightmarish in a matter of moments and now it was going to be complete and utter hell. It was bad enough that things had gone south with the attack and Rick's death, but now with no water... it was just going to make things all the worse. His eyes drifted over to Cordy and he in a way he felt a pang of pity for the blonde. He never quite understood the soft spot that Rick had had for her. Ellen had always tried to poke and jab that he'd had a secret crush on the blonde, but he could tell it wasn't like that... never had been. But now with Rick dead that secret was dead with him and though he somehow knew, none of the rest of their little group would ever understand that. But such was life... Cordy bit down on her lip when her rescuer suddenly approached her, her eyes looking upward and fixing onto his even though she couldn't see them behind the shades that hid them from her view. She pretended she could see themperhaps they were a pale blue much like her own, or a dark chocolate brown... Whatever their color, she could feel them staring deeply into her own as if trying to search them out somehow. She wondered what he saw, if anything... if he could read her and what she was thinking, feeling. She glanced over at Harry who seemed agitated and uneasy and once more her eyes fell upon Ellen and Gordon. Gordon just sneered before looking away. When Cordy's rescuer came closer, his hand reaching out to touch her, she leaned into his touch slightly. It was amazing at just how much comfort the small gesture provided her as he spoke to her, posing a question that just very well could alter her life forever. Licking her lips, Cordy nodded. The idea of traveling with this newcomer seemed far more appealing than returning homeif she could even call it that any longer after what had just occurredthough she really wasn't sure as to where they could go to find fresh water and, what's more, potable fresh water. Regardless, she didn't mind the idea of helping him, if he wanted her help or if he even thought she could be of any help at all. She knew she would try, do her best... but sometimes she wondered what that truly was. The only one who ever seemed to believe in her, to think she'd ever have anything of value or worth was now dead and gone. Oh Rick... I'll help you search for water, Cordy said softly. She glanced over her rescuer's shoulder at Harry, but he was no longer listening or watching. He was off tending to both Gordon and Ellen now and, from the look of things, they were all heading over toward the jeep... empty-handed. I'm not sure where to go, but I... her voice trailed slightly and she bit down on her lower lip in slight worry. But maybe north is a good place to start. Pausing, she let one of her hands remove itself from holding onto the backpack so that she could push some of her blonde hair behind an ear as the wind suddenly blew causing it to fall into her eyes a little. I remember hearing that there used to be farms up there, but... her voice trailed yet again as she shook her head. Just they were too hard for us to get to and scout out. So, I'm not sure if they're really there or if it's just a rumor. But we can try. Cordy gave her rescuer a hopeful look, one letting him know that she wanted to try and would do her best. She so desperately wanted to help and she was definitely fearful of staying with her people. Though she barely knew him, something about him drew her to him and made her feel safe. Maybe it was the fact that he'd helped her, saved everyone so easily, was willing to go that extra mile... Whatever the case, she wanted to stay with him if he was willing to endure her presence and, given that, her choice had indeed been made.