Thread: Run This Town (Rory+Ishu)

In just a few minutes things happened very quickly, the objects that violently danced about the shop suddenly drained of life mere seconds after the white haired girl collapsed in his arms. Cade had been mildly aware of her anxiety through all of this but had assumed she'd been either scared of him or what was happening around them, or both. Now, looking down at her quiet form nestled against him and the destroyed store eerily silent from the chaos that had trembled through it moments before, Cade couldn't help making a connection between the two. What the fuck--? He took in a deep shaking breath and bent low to put an arm beneath her knees, cradling her in his arms like some odd married couple on their wedding day. Standing a few moments looking down at her, his brow creased wondering if she was alright before looking up to find most of those in the store had stopped what they were doing to stare at them. A few men were crouched low as if they'd been hiding from flying objects, but all of them had turned to watch him with fear once the spectral destruction had ended. Thinking they all looked like a bunch of farm animals waiting for slaughter, Cade rolled his eyes before proceeding towards the doors, nudging them open with a shoulder and being careful not to bump the head of his new fare. Out on the street again, Cade's whole body tensed, suddenly feeling naked and vulnerable out in the open like this. Warily, he glanced about, keeping an eye out for any others of his kind before setting off to find somewhere safe to set her down. All through this since he'd first laid eyes on her, the fear that he'd gone nuts had gripped him by the throat - a Gamatom not wanting to kill a woman on sight was something the brethren would not be able to ignore. They might not kill him over it, but there was always the chance that if the problem couldn't be corrected they'd just give up and end his life out of some deranged sense of mercy. What sort of life would it be when a Gamatom did not act the way he was born to? They were the new age, the evolution and betterment of their biological cousins the humans. If he was regressing... then death would be the one final grace they could offer him. But now that he was outside, a new fear overwhelmed him as he hunted for a hiding spot. The fear that one or more of his brethren would come upon him like this. There would be questions and any normal responses he could come up with - Oh, yeah, just having myself a snack or Found a new toy . Ya like it? - would no doubt encourage their involvement. And anything else...if he denied them, it would no doubt elicit a violent response against himself AND her. And it was the thought of her dying that was wrapping itself around his heart and putting him on edge. God! What the hell was wrong with him??? Down the other street he'd faced earlier, apartment buildings bordered either side of him and he came upon a man leaving one of the locked gates. At sight of Cade, the man stopped with the gate half open behind him and as Cade approached he nodded at the man curtly and called out, Open it. his voice filled with authority and slight irritation. Instantly, the man backed up uneasily, gaping at him in fright, not able to move in a coherent fashion. Open it! The second order came out harshly and had the man jumping to turn in a tight circle towards the door, setting to work nervously opening it while Cade stood on the sidewalk watching alertly for those who would harm his precious cargo. Once the door swung open, Cade barely waited for the man to move out of the way before ducking inside and out of the sunlight, instantly relaxing in the shade inside the building. Anxiously, the man stood off to the side, watching him as Cade looked around the tight apartment lobby, surveying his new surroundings with an air of ownership. Glancing back at his helper he said Which one is yours? indicating the different doors surrounding them, stairs leading upwards to more doors and floors above. The man's hand shook tremulously as he started to point but Cade glared and motioned with his head again. Lead the way, he said, a small bit of pleasure filling him as the man leaped to obey. Up the stairs on the first floor and down the hall a little ways was where the man stopped before a door, his keys rattling in shaking fingers as he attempted to unlock his home, Cade standing just behind him and looking down at the young woman with just a hint of worry in his brow. Sir...I, well, I mean... I need to... There's... you see...um... the blond man in a jean jacket murmured nervously, seemingly unable to get what he wanted to say out of his mouth. Knock it off, Cade said with a twist of his lips, shoving past the guy and into his apartment, completely ignoring him as he found a couch further into the main room. There were newspapers in a small uneven stack on top of the cushions which he brushed easily aside with a long sweep of his arm to lay her down gently on the upholstery. Glancing over his shoulder at the guy he said Get me a glass of water. Now. The extra encouragement proved to be unnecessary because as soon as he'd mentioned glass the man was stumbling into the small kitchen area and searching out the necessary item in the cupboards. Turning back to the girl, Cade sat crouched beside the couch and brushed a few strands of hair from her face before the other man was at his side pushing a clear glass cup filled with water at him. Taking it from him, Cade set it on the coffee table by his knee, continuing to watch her silently before annoyance creased his brow once more as the man intruded upon his thoughts. Is she alright? the man asked querulously, momentarily distracted from his fear of Cade to worrying over the unconscious woman. Cade looked at him again with a sneer, while the man offered an obeisant smile in return. Beat it, he ordered roughly. The man couldn't get out of the apartment fast enough, obviously relieved at being allowed to leave. Turning back to the woman who rested on the couch, he took the time in his solitude to look her over, his dark gaze coming back to her soft features and white hair again at the end of his inspection. When he found himself hoping that she was alright, he rubbed a hand over his face in frustration and let out a heavy breath. What is wrong with me today? he murmured quietly in his raspy voice. Even with the slight anxiety that was still present when he looked back at her still form, the feelings from before did not fade.