[OPEN] To Sharon...
Who: Helo and Sharon
What: Still on the run...
Where: Caprica, where else?
When: Nightfall, week two on Caprica.
There was something about dusk falling just after a long rain that made it seem like maybe, just maybe, the whole planet wasn't as doomed as you knew it to be. The radiation slowly leeching life from everything on Caprica was insidious and invisible, but there was still that hope that maybe the rain had washed everything clean of it.
And then Helo remembered the shape of the clouds, and knew that clinging to that hope was more dangerous than anything of physical threat he could possibly face. There would be no finding a remote spot and holing up. They had to get off the planet.
They.
Glancing down at the sleeping figure beside him, he couldn't help a smile. If he had to put hope in something, it should be Sharon. He'd never asked her to come back for him, but she had none the less. He didn't rightly know how to thank her for that, but protecting her at all costs seemed like a good start. Not that he wouldn't have anyway, but she'd risked her life to come rescue him, and he hoped she knew he'd do the same for her.
Sharon had looked so exhausted lately that he was loathe to wake her, but nightfall would be upon them within minutes, and that was the best time for them to move undetected towards the signal they were tracking.
"Hey," Helo said quietly, wiping rain from his face before reaching down to nudge Sharon's shoulder gently. He frowned out at the forest beyond them when she remained peacefully oblivious, then tried again. "Sharon..."
What: Still on the run...
Where: Caprica, where else?
When: Nightfall, week two on Caprica.
There was something about dusk falling just after a long rain that made it seem like maybe, just maybe, the whole planet wasn't as doomed as you knew it to be. The radiation slowly leeching life from everything on Caprica was insidious and invisible, but there was still that hope that maybe the rain had washed everything clean of it.
And then Helo remembered the shape of the clouds, and knew that clinging to that hope was more dangerous than anything of physical threat he could possibly face. There would be no finding a remote spot and holing up. They had to get off the planet.
They.
Glancing down at the sleeping figure beside him, he couldn't help a smile. If he had to put hope in something, it should be Sharon. He'd never asked her to come back for him, but she had none the less. He didn't rightly know how to thank her for that, but protecting her at all costs seemed like a good start. Not that he wouldn't have anyway, but she'd risked her life to come rescue him, and he hoped she knew he'd do the same for her.
Sharon had looked so exhausted lately that he was loathe to wake her, but nightfall would be upon them within minutes, and that was the best time for them to move undetected towards the signal they were tracking.
"Hey," Helo said quietly, wiping rain from his face before reaching down to nudge Sharon's shoulder gently. He frowned out at the forest beyond them when she remained peacefully oblivious, then tried again. "Sharon..."
