Salted Field
Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2023 2:26 am
((Connie continued from Beautiful Dead))
As she trudged through the snow, Connie's head suddenly rose. The announcement was playing.
Eight tenths of the way through the broadcast, her voice began to echo through the wilderness.
"You have got to be fucking—you assholes! Do you have any idea how much bullshit—I was waiting for a fucking week to do that and then you go and—UGH! Fuck! You fucking—" Her shouting was suddenly cut off by the explosion, but then continued anew a moment later. "I hope that was something important, you dicks!"
She broke off, breathing heavily.
Connie was mad. No doubt about it. But she was thinking. She was thinking hard.
Fine. You know what? Fine. They fucked with her shit, she was going to be a problem.
Connie resituated her duffle, tugging it tight, checked her compass, and redoubled her pace towards town.
((continued in Desire For Execution))
As she trudged through the snow, Connie's head suddenly rose. The announcement was playing.
Eight tenths of the way through the broadcast, her voice began to echo through the wilderness.
"You have got to be fucking—you assholes! Do you have any idea how much bullshit—I was waiting for a fucking week to do that and then you go and—UGH! Fuck! You fucking—" Her shouting was suddenly cut off by the explosion, but then continued anew a moment later. "I hope that was something important, you dicks!"
She broke off, breathing heavily.
Connie was mad. No doubt about it. But she was thinking. She was thinking hard.
Fine. You know what? Fine. They fucked with her shit, she was going to be a problem.
Connie resituated her duffle, tugging it tight, checked her compass, and redoubled her pace towards town.
((continued in Desire For Execution))