¿ªÔÆÌåÓýCallie CarsonCallie was left standing in complete shock. Sicilian had just basically told her to go tend to Flynn and leave the manly duty of dealing with Etienne and "her behavior." Then he walked off, basically dismissing her to go take care of her "womanly duties."? "Fucking asshole," Callie muttered under her breath as Sicilian walked away in pursuit of the woman, Etienne. For a moment she considered pushing the prick aside and doing what she'd set out to do initially. Sicilian and Chase were the ones making Etienne behave this way. She was sick of their macho bullshit without a doubt.? She gave a sharp breath of frustration and turned on her heels to go back into the cave. As she passed Chase she shot him a glare, "You fucking men are all starting to piss me off." Callie then returned to Flynn, crawling back under the bedroll with him to cradle and hold him so he'd have "good dream.¡± As he stirred, she whispered, "It's OK. I'm back. Just rest and remember how much fun we had in the bedroom before we left on this trip. I promise we'll have that again, soon." But deep in the pit of her stomach, Callie was afraid they would not make it to their destination and between the male egos in the group and the tenacity of the evil they were up against, the group was going to fall apart well before they could face whatever was holed up at Miller's Crossing. (Flynn)? Flynn could feel Callie's closeness even in his dream, the words in his ear falling like snowflakes across his mind.? He wished her there with him and then she was, naked as he was, his eyes meeting hers with adoration and desire. Taking her hand in his, the pookah began walking through dreamscapes, showing her the wonders he'd seen, some from the real world and some from the dreaming, all breathtakingly vivid and beautiful. ? "It's hard to leave here sometimes," the pookah said wistfully, gesturing to the shifting scenes around them as painted deserts became forested vistas, night skies full of stars became dazzling displays of storm clouds and lightning, a herd of wild horses running past became naked lovers from an ancient bacchanal?with flowers strewn over marble floors and wine flowing from endless fountains.? "Anything you can imagine or desire can be found here.? Can you feel the glamour?" he asked, an?iridescent?aura spreading from his fingers to hers, until both of them were shining with an unearthly light.? "Conjure whatever you will, and it will take form here.? And we can then draw on it until we are once again ready to return to the waking world." Tag : Callie |
