11-04-2014, 10:39 PM
Jacinda smirked at Ricky and holstered her gun. As far as she was concerned it was all done. The girls got in the back- they were shaken up but that was going to be the case then minute they had been found.
Ricky immediately started in on her and she felt her eyes roll. Good god, this guy just didn't get it. She didn't answer him at first.
Instead she casually pulled out the detonator and pushed the button. Suddenly there was a woosh of explosion behind them as the convent went up. The look on his face was priceless and she laughed deeply as they drove on through the darkening sky.
After the laughter stopped she pulled out her gun and let out the clip and tossed it to him. Empty of course. She laughed again. Such a sap.
"Listen up skippy. It needed to be done. I had neither the time nor the inclination to talk this girl into anything. I wanted it done and I got it done. End of story."
The girls had been held and raped by rougs for who knew how long. No telling how many had gone at them. They had seen them carving on and eating other people. There was the real possibility that the children they would one day have would themselves become rougs- possibly starting with them.
Now, they sat in the back of Ricky's Tahoe on their way back to a life that had been as good as gone. In the quiet of the cab she finally added, "After everything they've experienced over the last few days and weeks, I doubt very much that my holding a gun to one of their heads will rank up there in their nightmares. I just saved these girls from a lot of unnecessary pain and suffering."
She looked back at them in the shadows and then smiled and went silent again. Ricky drove them to a hospital inside the city and got them checked in or whatever. She wasn't interested in seeing this any further. As far as she was concerned, the hunt was over. And she was rather disappointed that the frenzy she had felt had been quelled by Ricky's attitude.
Oh well, she shrugged. They'd get back to his bar and she'd see what she could see. It wasn't as good as right then and their after a hunt, right where the fighting had been. But with a bottle of tequila, she'd make do. A bottle and one of the patrons. That bartender had been pretty hunky. Course Ricky's friend in the red dress had been something too. Now that it was done, she was pretty ready to have a nice little party.
Ricky immediately started in on her and she felt her eyes roll. Good god, this guy just didn't get it. She didn't answer him at first.
Instead she casually pulled out the detonator and pushed the button. Suddenly there was a woosh of explosion behind them as the convent went up. The look on his face was priceless and she laughed deeply as they drove on through the darkening sky.
After the laughter stopped she pulled out her gun and let out the clip and tossed it to him. Empty of course. She laughed again. Such a sap.
"Listen up skippy. It needed to be done. I had neither the time nor the inclination to talk this girl into anything. I wanted it done and I got it done. End of story."
The girls had been held and raped by rougs for who knew how long. No telling how many had gone at them. They had seen them carving on and eating other people. There was the real possibility that the children they would one day have would themselves become rougs- possibly starting with them.
Now, they sat in the back of Ricky's Tahoe on their way back to a life that had been as good as gone. In the quiet of the cab she finally added, "After everything they've experienced over the last few days and weeks, I doubt very much that my holding a gun to one of their heads will rank up there in their nightmares. I just saved these girls from a lot of unnecessary pain and suffering."
She looked back at them in the shadows and then smiled and went silent again. Ricky drove them to a hospital inside the city and got them checked in or whatever. She wasn't interested in seeing this any further. As far as she was concerned, the hunt was over. And she was rather disappointed that the frenzy she had felt had been quelled by Ricky's attitude.
Oh well, she shrugged. They'd get back to his bar and she'd see what she could see. It wasn't as good as right then and their after a hunt, right where the fighting had been. But with a bottle of tequila, she'd make do. A bottle and one of the patrons. That bartender had been pretty hunky. Course Ricky's friend in the red dress had been something too. Now that it was done, she was pretty ready to have a nice little party.