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Kwai gripped the bottom of the seat like her life depended on it. Finally the woman slowed down and it was just in time to avoid Shadow howling. He was perhaps just as uncomfortable with speed like that as Kwai was herself.
"Nice to meet you Hannah," she said, her voice still recovering from her panic.
When the finally arrived Kwai almost jumped out of the car. This thing was a screaming death trap and she was tempted to kiss the ground for her survival. She had never liked cars really but this thing set a new standard in terror. She did manage to answer Hannah's question before getting out.
"I raised him from a pup but our relationship has gotten deeper since the Chindi came. He is really helpful, don't think I would have survived on my own without him."
It was the god's honest truth. She could remember each and every time Shadow had saved her life. He was an amazing animal and she counted herself intensely lucky to have his friendship. She ruffled his brown fur and he looked at her with am all to familiar look. He wanted to go hunt. She smiled and whistled while she pointed her hand. He shot off like a bullet, probably already hot on the trail of his prey.
She walked by Oscar and whispered in his ear.
"Just because you haven't noticed doesn't mean I haven't looked outsider," she probably shouldn't tease him but she was feeling flirtatious tonight. Woman always did this to her.
Oscar heard K'wai whisper in his ear and smiled. "Tienes ganas," he asked smirking. He saw A different side of her, this new girl defiently brought something out. She was a white man too, guess K'eai forgot her grudge.
Oscar walked lokked at Hannah, "your car might be fine. If it wasn't the end of the world I'd love to get behind it. I loved the rumble. I had a beat up pick up before all this. Nothing could beat that." He admitted that before all this he didn't even had a car. It was sold by his dad the day Osar went to prison. The jeep wasn't even his, he had lifted it from a random street. It had gas and the keys in the glove box, defiently worth the steal. "Plus I don't think Shadow liked the ride. Was much happier with the top down of the jeep. K'wai didn't seem to like it either. Best not to anger the wolf, or shadow."
Hannah looked over the car at Oscar as he spoke, and nodded in agreement while sticking her lower lip out, "All valid points not to be argued with. Everybody has their own comfort zone." She managed to smile at him, finding his turnaround agreeable. She didn't particularly care to have her car berated, especially since she brought it back from ruin herself. Alas, he did not know that, so he probably wouldn't have said something like that if he had.
"Just for future reference Mr. Oscar, I brought this car back around myself. Be nice." Maybe someday if she was able to settle down somewhere long enough, she could retrieve sufficient supplies to make the car look just as high quality on the outside as it was on the inside, but for now it would just blend in with the surroundings. She thought for a moment though, and decided maybe it's better that way now, blending in. She nodded towards Cha'kwaina, and coming around the car to head up to the building said, "Yeah, I have no doubt. I'll probably be sleeping far from you guys, especially the wolf, but I can see how having a creature with heightened sense by your side can be advantageous."
Without even thinking about it, she realized she just agreed to staying the night, not really having made up her mind. She decided that it would be better anyways, she felt that should could trust them to, at the least, not stab her in the back. She opened her trunk, and pulled out an outfit for the following day, and her other pair of tennis shoes. Hoisting her clothes up in one arm to get a better grip, she closed the trunk with the other, and walked up to them, deciding to let them lead the way. As she walked near them, she made sure to keep her distance from Shadow.
Kwai didn't know what it was that Oscar had been saying and she really didn't care. He seemed to speak in Spanish when he wanted to hide something or when he had something to say that she wasn't supposed to understand and she had gotten used to it.
She looked over to Hannah after she made her comment about not wanting to sleep by the wolf. After Oscar's comment about not piss ing of the wolf, or shadow. Which she had almost laughed about. She was somewhat proud that he had called her the wolf but she kept that to herself.
"Shadow is safe. He wouldn't hurt anyone unless I order him to or they attempt to hurt him."
She heard him howl of in the woods and she smiled. He had made a kill and was eating right now. She had learned his different howls over the last two years. She had been suprised initially that he could effectively hunt because he had been a pet all of his life, but as it turned out his spirit was still wild. He knew how to be what he was.
"Your free to sleep wherever you want. We should probably get the bodies out of the house though. We'll bury them tomorrow but tonight I am exhausted."
Oscar laughed at Hannah, "the wolfs harmless," he said smirking. "Your just have to treat him right. He shouldn't hurt you unless K'wai says so. I doubt she has reason to," he paused. "I'm actually learning some of the calls. Mostly let go."
He loked at the car, "I honestly dotn care if you pulled it here with just a rubber band. It drives nice but the jeep is much more functional. Saying your restored it, or are working on it is cool. But if it comes down to it you have to be able to let it go. If bandits can burn a camp to the ground the won't think twice about your car."
"I agree we should go inside," Oscar said nodding. "We can drag the bodies out, pile them up. What does your heritage say about burning the bodies? I know some countries did that. It may be easier than digging a grave."
Hannah became irritated at Oscar once again, but decided not to say anything, as arguing with somebody she barely knew seemed pointless to her. She had her own opinion about "functionality", and in all truth both vehicles had their ups and downs, but she truly was biased. Cars weren't something she joked around about. Even though she didn't say anything, her irritation was apparent as she walked into the place.
"You know what," she said coolly, "maybe I will let the wolf sleep with me tonight. He's as man as you can get around these parts, and I ain't cuddled in a long time." She flicked Oscar a cold glare as she reached down to move good old Charlie. As she began to move him, she noticed his dick had been hanging out the whole time, but she didn't see it while everything was going on before. She withdrew for for a moment, sighed heavily, and got back to dragging him out.
As she reached the end of the porch and put a knife in his skull, she kicked him as hard as she could so he would flop down the stairs, and she didn't have to touch him anymore. She put the knife back in it's container, and patted her hands together, and moved on to the next guy in the house.
Kwai looked at Oscar and shook her head. He always seemed to be putting his foot in his mouth. To her it had become an endearing quality but at first it had rubbed her wrong as well. Hell, she had shot him on their first meeting.
"Sometimes you should just stop talking while your ahead outsider." It was a jab but she didn't wait for his retort. She instead headed inside.
Once she was in she heard Hannah's comment.
"If your not set on it being a man I've been told I'm an amazing cuddler," she said to the woman. Her tone was light and playful.
She went over to the man who's brains had been blown out and pulled him out out of the house. She threw his body down the stairs and went to see if Hannah needed help with the other's. Though she had been joking she half-hoped the woman took her up on her offer. She would be respectful and not try anything but warm, human, contact would be nice.
As they were clearing the bodies, Shadow returned and sat on the porch grooming himself. His brown fur hid the traces of blood well but he was always meticulous about cleaning himself after a kill.
"Metete un palo por el culo," Oscar said glaring, "Calientapollas." He folded his arms. Who was she to question his man hood. "Chupmae la polla and you'll se how much of man I am," he said under his breath.
He watched he move the first guy and went to help with the other. "Sure you don't want to sleep outside? The actual floor might be to modern for you K'wai," he said laughing.
Listening to K'wai this wa a the first time she was actauly warm and friendly. It wasn't her, se was acting weird. This girl had brought something out, a whole different side of the women he knew these last few days. It wa unsettling to think that she was going to swooning, and drooling over a piece of ass.
Hannah picked up the guy who Cha'Kwaina pierced with a spear, and again routinely dragged him outside. She dragged him to the edge of the porch, and slid him under the rails after putting a knife to his skull, and watched him fall. As she walked back in she heard Oscar speaking in Spanish, and she was sure it wasn't about anything good. She scoffed at him, acting like she knew what he said, and walked over to sit down for a minute, needing a breath of air.
She put the extra pair of pants on, and then started to slide her extra shirt over her head. As Cha'Kwaina asked her to cuddle she was getting up to kick her shoes off, and nearly fell back in her chair. Nearby on the table, she spotted a glass of whiskey, and poured herself a glass. She was visibly nervous at that point about what had been asked, regardless of if it was playful or not.
"No, I don't think that's a good idea. Sorry," she said seriously. After she spoke, she downed the glass quickly. She had never even remotely considered being with another woman before, but even as she rejected the offer, she felt a very tiny smudge of regret in the back of her mind. "I'll just sleep alone, I'm used to it. Sometimes even prefer it that way."
The woman seemed way too after her question and it snapped her back to normal. She's probably straight anyways, she thought in a chiding voice to herself. Even if she isn't I just met her, of course I wasn't being serious but still. What the hell was I thinking. She almost went out and offered to cuddle with Oscar but she had a feeling he would take that the wrong way, and to be honest she might too. She had cut herself off from her own emotions for way too long and the combined shocks of losing her home and meeting this woman had thrown her off of her game.
"Of course," she said in her usual cool tone.
She went to where Oscar was.
"You know we have to bury them, even enemies must be buried. We'll find shovels in the morning and maybe the European woman will help. She did say she owed us one."
Kwai sat with Shadow on the porch as the sun was setting. It was peaceful out here with the people gone. She really was thankful for all of this. It was probably strange to see things that way but she didn't care. She had always been more suited to the desert then to a room surrounded by people. If it wasn't so cold at night she would indeed sleep on the porch.
She went in and grabbed the whiskey herself. She had calmed down and it had been a long time since she had drank. She found a glass and wiped it out with her shirt. After pouring some whiskey she started sipping on it.
"Not a half bad whiskey. Suprised that the racist assholes didn't just down all of this."
"We can still cuddle," Oscad said smirking at K'wai, "unless you think shadow would get jealous." He smiled at the other girl, obviously she didn't speak Spanish either. She wouldn't have made that face if she did. It was all in good fun, he didn't mean any of it anyway.
When K'wai spoke to him he knew he shouldn't have asked to cuddle. She was back to normal, almos made him laugh. "Of course. We'll burry the first thing in the morning. Get the grave nice and big throw them all in."
Oscar had joined on her on the porch, letting the cool air hit his skin. "Miss sleeping outside. Might get acquainted to nice things. Least I won't freeze my balls off tonight." He chuckled to himself and followed K'wai to the whiskey.
"Probably use it as the fuel to ignite the camp. Or maybe they were saving it till they could repopulate with the savage girl," he said as he took a glass. Pouring it in he took a sip, "had better. But it beats a dry mouth."
Hannah looked around the table at her new acquaintances. She swished her glass around and smiled, but both sadness and happiness was hiding behind it. She perked up suddenly, and then leaned back in her chair. "You know, it's been awhile since I've had any drinking buddies." She raised her glass in the air for a cheer, "To luxuries long gone, and brought back again by good company." She clicked her glass, and down the rest of the whiskey, sighing loudly over the table after downing it and shook her head.
The liquor felt hot down her throat, warming up her body against the chill, and causing goosebumps to form on her arm. After emptying the glass, she filled it up again, and then leaned over to fill up Cha'Kwaina's without asking. "We should lock the doors tight tonight." She smiled, and then gestured the bottle to Oscar, seeing if he wanted a refill as well.
Kwai looked at the woman who had seemed to calm completely once she had backed off. Damnit, definitely straight. Maybe Oscar would have a shot. Someone in this house needed some romance going on. As Hannah raised her glass to toast she simply nodded.
"I'll drink to that. Nice to have drinking buddies. Even if we really shouldn't be drinking." She laughed and smiled when Hannah filled her cup again. This one might be a keeper.
"I'll go lock up the back door," she said as she walked back there, cup still in hand.
She locked up and then returned to the group.
"I don't know what we are going to do about a place to stay after tonight Oscar. Now that the camp and all of our supplies are gone."
"Cheers to drinking buddies," Oscar said taking a swig and set down his glass. He smiled at the women as K'wai left. "So Hannah sorry about poking fun at your car. Was just trying to yank your chain," he said nodding for her to pour another glass. "What did you do before all this? A machanic of some kind?"
When K'wai came back he smiled at her, "we could always stay here. Though I assume you want to be on your land. Is there any other place we can set up camp? We could always try to fix our old one." He looked at Hanah rasing a brow. "Is she straying with us or will she her white man blood be a problem."
Hannah gingerly poured his glass again, and nodded slightly at him. She then continued to take a few sips of her own again. As she rose from her seat and walked to the front door of the house, she looked back at Oscar, "Depends on how far back we go. For now I'll let you know I was a stay at home mom who found a productive use of her time." She smiled and titled her head to the side, and then swung it around to face the door, swinging her hair around. She clicked the lock, and spun around on her tip toes back towards the table. She slumped back down into the table.
"So what about you both?" She begun swishing her glass around again, taking a swig, and continuing to swish again. She placed her elbow on the table, and her palm in her hand. She looked back and forth between the two, actually quite interested. She was always one to poke and prod where she shouldn't.
Kwai looked at Oscar. She couldn't understand why he did this. He just had no filter and said whatever it was that he was thinking. She realized though that this time he actually had to ask. Kwai was indeed very much racist. Probably to a point of stupidity. It wasn't really something that she could control. She couldn't stand most Europeans. They were loud, obnoxious, and self-absorbed.
"If she wants to stay she can. And yes I would much rather be on my land. If Hannah wants to help we could clear out one of my villages. It's one of the old ones so it's mostly empty but the peublo's are still usable. It'll mean a lot of graves, single graves."
She downed her drink again after thinking about having to go into the village. It was something that she had been meaning to do anyways and now that she had some help it was the best time for it. Besides Oscar was getting closer to completing his training and they would need the underground holy place to begin the ceremony.
She heard Hannah's question and laughed. She was about to sound like such a putz.
"I was a barrista... My uncle trained me as a warrior, and taught me the ways of my ancestors but most days I made coffee for a living."
"I was a construction worker," Oscar said nodding. It was his last actial job, nearly three years before he went to prison. "Helped build sky scrapers."
He took a big gulp of his drink and sighed, "village sounds nice. It will be a lot of work, ecspecially with clean kills and no guns. She may need to know how to use the bow or the spear thrower. If sea to respect your terms. Of course she may decline, her European blood agaisnt it." He smiled as he finished his drink. "Once at the village. Does that mean one hut do each of us? Or is there just one big one?"
He eyed both women, "and is my spirit journey still on. I don't want to interupt or stop progress on that."
Hannah smiled at Kwai, "You'll have to show me those skills in the morning." She chuckled and then looked over to Oscar, "That's rough work." She listened to Oscar speak on, and wondered about this 'spirit journey', but wasn't extremely interested. She knew a little about native American customs, but not a whole lot. Hannah already knew she wouldn't understand any of it. She downed the last of her drink and stood up, and headed to a corner of the living room.
"Let's not jump to conclusions that I'm staying here. You seem nice and all, but it's too soon for that," she said in reply to Oscar's listing of chores. "As for bows and spears, all nations used em at one point. Still, I prefer my Sai and a firearm." She was about to sit down but a gust of wind breaching through a corner of the window sent chills through her, and she began rummaging through closets for blankets. Eventually she found a linen closet in the hallway, and took the neatly folded blankets out. "Found us some covers." She stated as she claimed the top one, and started flapping it to get the dust that rested on it off.
"You mean there is coffee in this house?" She asked, not really knowing what to think about that idea. Coffee was another one of those things of the modern world that she loved, but then working as a barrista tended to give one an appreciation for the stuff.
"The village is essential for it. I need the ceremony pit to even begin to send you on a proper journey. Without it all you'll be doing is getting hi in the desert."
She laughed at the inside joke. Oscar would get it but Hannah would be completely lost at the comment. Hannah had a point that they shouldn't jump to conclusions about her. She could very well leave them tomorrow. She hoped she stayed. It was nice to have more then just her, Shadow, and Oscar.
"Your under no compulsion to stay Hannah. We won't hold you against your will. You can leave whenever you want, but if you do stay it would be a great help. The village is going to be rough, we could use the extra hands. And Oscar she is not like you. I am not teaching her my ways. She fights her own way, though I would prefer no guns. The village is outside of the rez but not much. Gunshots will draw more Chindi then we will like."
She downed the rest of her drink and went rummaging through the linen closet for a blanket herself. She already missed her deerskin blanket that had burnt with the camp but she found a mink fur blanket hidden towards the bottom. It would do, at least for the night.
"I'm sleeping in a bed, no comments Oscar. Not sure how many beds there are here but I am claiming one of them."
"I agre we are not forcing you to stay. Trust me killing the Chindi, or dead with out guns is tough. It take time to master. We would appreciate the help. If you're not afraid, I say you can stay as long as you want. Of course you could always say here when we depart for the village. You know alone, in the house with the racist rapists," Oscar said smiling. "Good to see in special K'wai. We should clear out the village starting tomorrow. We'll backtrack ad grab my jeep and head towards it."
Oscar watched as they all go blankets. "Think there only one other bed. Why don't you take it Hannah. I'm sleeping on the floor. I don't know what was done in the beds. I mean when two show up naked from the side of the house," he shivered at the thought. "Not using those blankets either. Kne freezig day won't matter. Have some extra gear in the jeep. I'll be warm the next night."