“Bitch”, he growled, and ground his mouth against mine, cutting my lip with his teeth. I tasted blood, my blood, and it fueled the fire. He picked me up and shoved me against the wall, and I lost my breath for a moment. Our eyes connected for a moment and I saw a flash of concern in his. I wrapped my fingers in his hair and bit him hard on the neck, then soothed it with my tongue. I struggled with the ties on his breeches while he unwrapped my ammo belt. I felt him pry my pants down in one swift motion with his knee and
I awoke suddenly from a kick to my boot. “Hey Ivy, wake up.” I pried an eye open to see Remmance cleaning his gun carefully, with purpose. Jack poured the last of the coffee for me and I fought with the realization that it was another day, and very possibly my last day. Again. This was our fourth month in Penumbra and the fight against the Unredeemed not showing signs of receding. I stood up and looked around the camp.
Jack’s pets Vishnu and Brahma were rolling around happily in the snow. Funny creatures. Arimi was speaking quietly with Spookydoc outside. Hearing my friends’ voices made me smile. We sure have come a ways from when we were kids, flirting with the boys at the Cup and selling rollerrat tails for profit, haven’t we? A vague memory of drunk Arimi and an eager Opi boy named Girth made me laugh.
Jujubee was guarding out front, blowing into his hands to keep them warm, and as I finished loading my pack, I thought about him for a moment. He’s such a quiet guy. He doesn’t complain and he doesn’t brag. I wonder what it is that drives him. Admittedly, I had played small tricks on him, just to see his reaction but he never wavered. Maybe someday he will tell us what it is that he thinks about out there.
“It’s time.” Remmance said, and we started making our way down the hill.