Snippet #1071810

Eris started up the engine to her golf cart, then looked towards Tanwen who was coming in closer towards her. Her first reaction was to speed off, to not let anyone get in touching distance, but she held herself back. If she ran off now she would only look like trouble. So instead, Eris’s eyes looked more pensive than angry as the girl stretched her arm out once she was a foot or two away. What is she going for here?Tanwen’s fingers met with her forehead, and in an instant Eris could begin to see her vision blur up. At first it was frightening, but then images began to piece together. Replaced by her sight was now a projected image in her mind of the center of the city. Eris smiled, liking that Tanwen was helping her out. And the smile only grew more devious the longer Tanwen fed the images through her mind. It was exactly what she needed - a nice heads up on what they were going in to. Then the short film ended rather abruptly; her vision came back to the gas station once more. Tanwen was being pulled back by her brother who was red in the face. This made Eris chuckle slightly, thinking it was funny how uncomfortable he seemed around her. He was smart to pull his sister back, but did he know that? His eyes were glaring at Eris like she was a monster, full of doubt and mistrust. He had every right to be that way, but it still made Eris feel insulted. After all, she was being so good about keeping her calm. She was going out of her way in fact to be as normal as ever, and she didn’t need him eyeing her like an animal - no matter how funny it was.

She watched as the two hopped back onto the bike. Lyulf had to adjust Wen so that she could get a good grip. The girl looked sleepy immediately once hitting the soft of her brother’s back. Sleep. That did sound kind of nice, but sleep was something Eris was used to missing. And at this moment, sleep was highly unlikely. She couldn’t sleep well around others.

“Go the pace you want,” she muttered, waving him on with a flick of the wrist. She didn’t need them to go slow to appease her. She was well capable of taking care of herself. And now that she had images of the center of the city, Eris was even more prepared. Before they took off, she heard him speak again. He apologized for his rudeness. So he didn’t suspect her of anything after all; that was reassuring. For a second she was beginning to think he had some sixth sense or something. And for him to apologize leaked one vital piece of information- he was genuinely good. Guys like that back home were easy prey. They never expected Eris to flip her switch-- the same switch she was currently keeping ‘off’ now. Eris had no intention on seeing Lyulf as actual prey though. She was going to see him as a challenge. Maybe God sent him there as a test to keep Eris in check? Crazy as it was, it made sense to her. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything stupid, she thought to herself in a prayer like manner.

“Don’t worry about it. Family is family, right?” she said with a smile directed towards the brother, who was rolling past her on the bike. Family didn’t mean anything to Eris. She had killed her family without a hint of sorrow or guilt. Yet, Eris was able to act like she cared, they didn’t know she killed her parents. And the longer she was able to convince them of her kind nature, the quicker they trusted her. She would need their trust to start off on a new leaf, create a new image for herself, despite the red eyes.

Eris watched as the two on the bike finally took off, and she followed behind them by stepping on the gas. The golf cart gurgled at the force on the gas pedal, but then began to pick up speed rather quickly. It wasn’t as slow as she thought it was, able to manage keeping a stable eye on the duo way ahead. Or maybe it was just her vision allowing her to see farther. She couldn’t tell anymore, the new improved senses were already feeling second nature. She reached to the bag in the seat next to her, pulling out yet another cigarette. Chain smoking rocked. It eased her nerves, and it made the time pass faster. She sped past the dead bodies of people on the ground, scrunching her noise at the awful smell. People would have to get these bodies out of the way if they didn’t want disease spreading again, this time due to the large amount of corpses.

She saw up head that Lyulf and Tanwen took a left on a street, called Merry Avenue. The street sign was briefly shown in the image Tanwen had showed her earlier at the gas station. It was exactly the same, down to the color and print. Eris took the left, and then a right. The two were already off their bike when she arrived. Other were around now, in collected groups talking quietly.


“So this is the city’s center, huh?” she spoke up, turning the engine of her golf cart off and hopping out. She swung her heavy bag of weapons and cigarettes over her shoulder, the guns clinking together. She made her way to the two again, stopping about 5 feet back to give them space. “Where to now?” Eris threw the butt of her cigarette she had been smoking down to the pavement, squishing it with her combat boots. The sun was lowering in the sky, which meant her eyes would soon draw the unwanted attention of people around. “I suggest finding a shelter. Some place to kick back when the night comes around...” she added, almost in an urging voice.