User blog:Safnar/Pg 9.1 Lela's Gun

And so the plan was set. Lela finished her eggs quickly clearly trying to get out and cool down before she relapsed again. Sara refused to let me down even while eating her own eggs. Lela left giving quick farewells and to my surprise a kiss on my check before leaving.

Flora took the plates and started cleaning Max went back to playing with toys on the rug and Sara hugged me tightly and fell asleep. Stuck on her lap, though not uncomfortable, I fiddled with the radio for the next half an hour. Till flora sat and watched me, there was something about the look in her eyes.

“I-Is something wrong?” I asked.

“No, Well…” She blushed. “I guess I am a bit jealous of Lela.” Flora said.

“What for?” I asked.

“W-Well she got to kiss you. To taste your spirit energy. I think Sara is going to carry you around like a doll for a while you’ve become her most precious thing. All I’ve gotten was a hug.” She said sadly. That’s when I realized she was fishing for a kiss of her own. She blushed and looked at me shyly.

“I’m sorry. Im being silly aren’t I? You’re too bashful for me to hint aren’t you I’ll have to take a kiss just like Lela.” She said. She didn’t move to steal her kiss as Lela had just appeared in the entry with a duffel bag.

“I found a supply of your kind’s weapons. I-I was hoping you could show me how to use them.” She said. I gestured at the sleeping grizzly under me.

“If you can get me out of this I’d be happy to.” I said. Lela dropped the bag walked over to ware I sat and with a few pulling movements yanked me out of Sara’s arms and into hers. She hugged me her temp rose but it wasn’t like before, she was back in full control.

“Ok. Let’s go.” I said. We went back outside into the sunlight leaving Flora, Sara, and Max behind. We went into a nearby cluster of trees where we wouldn’t have to worry about any stray bullets making it too far. I chose an old dead tree to aim at and put roughly fifty yards between us and our target.

“Now im no expert.” I began as I opened the bag to see what she had found. A hunting rifle a .45 mill hand gun and a double barrel shot gun. Feeling it easiest to show her the rifle first I pulled it out and demonstrated pulling out the magazine.

“Now these things are called bullets. They are the most important part of the whole gun. They make the sound they do the damage and without bullets you’re just holding an empty tube. There are many different types of bullets and every gun is made to only handle one type of bullet. If you put the wrong bullet in a gun you’ll break the gun and could hurt or even kill yourself.” I began.

Several hours later.

Lela took the gun shouldered it and put three rounds in a tight grouping in the tree we were using as a target. She had become quite the marks men in the past few hours, but those last few shots marked the end of our ammunition for all three guns.

“I’ll get more when im out with Flora.” She said. She wouldn’t get the chance. Two men wearing large red crosses came around a particularly dence patch of trees. They both had sharp looking short swords and at the sight of Lela looked eager to use them. And we had just spent the last of our ammunition, likely the caws of their approach to find the source of the nose. They gave no words of warning. There was no threatening to be shared they simply looked at us with rage and blood lust weapons drawn and charged.

I ducked a vertical swing and dove to the side. Only to smash into a tree, im no fighter, and barely managed to duck the next swing. His blade got stuck in the tree. I kicked at his shin; which had no armor as the two men were likely scouts. His shin bone gave in and the man howled in pain. I scrambled up to see Lela grappling with the other man who had lost his sword.

“Lela let’s go!” I shouted. She tripped the man with her tail and followed after me scooping up the guns as she passed them. We could hear shouts from behind us but I was pretty sure they were going the other way. Likely to call in reinforcements. We have to move fast. Lela easily out striped me in the race back to the borrow.

“We have to go now!” She was shouting at every one. When I got in there Flora and Lela where in a flurry of movement but Sara and Max simply looked lost and confused. Flora put all the food in a bag and froze looking at the exit.

“I can’t go.” She said softly. I was going to have to deal with this.

“Sara im trusting you to carry my brother were going to have to run!” I shouted at Sara. She scooped up my brother, noticeably different from the way she carried me, and nodded. I ran to meat Flora who was fingering her flowed head a look of defeat on her face.

“Flora, Flora look at me.” I said. She met my eyes then looked down in shame.

“I can’t go with you.” She said in shame. I surprised me that she was more upset that she couldn’t go with me then if she stated here she would die. I started to think my mind was going into overdrive.

“Sam we’re ready. Hurry up.” Lela shouted. There had to be something. Anything. If it wasn’t for these flowers on her head she could go. Then an idea was sparked in my mind.

“Do you have a towel?” I asked. Flora forgot her sadness and looked up at me confused.

“Hm?” She asked.

“A towel? One to wrap your head in. we need to hurry.” I said. Who knew how long we had before the soldiers came back with their friends. Floras emerald eyes sparked with the idea.

“Yes of course! But it’ll only slow down the reaction Well have to move fast.” She said. Flora ran off to get a towel from the wash room. I turned to Lela and Sara. Lela had a bag over her shoulder but her sheath was empty. She must have dropped it back at the school as I didn’t remember seeing it sense we got here. Sara had a very scared looking Max in her arms. If I looked like a child in her arms Max looked like an infant and Sara didn’t seemed bothered by his wait. Flora came back into the room wrapping a towel around her head.

“Let’s go.” She said a little too happily considering the circumstances.

“Can you keep up?” Lela asked as we began jogging at a brisk pace down the high way. The burrow sunk into the ground behind us to be summoned again ware ever we decide to make camp.

“Can you?” I asked. Lela might be able to out run me in a sprint but I defiantly had the advantage in long distance. After about thirty minutes of constantly slowing down to the girls pace we finally stopped. I was just as drenched in sweat as them but far less drained. Flora had trouble keeping the towel on her head but it seemed to be working.

“Hha, hha… Y-You c-certainly have some stamina don’t you?” Flora said. Max was not tired and Sara didn’t seem too bad off despite having carried Max the whole way. The girls took a while to recover but I was ready pretty quickly.

“I think were in the clear. We can walk from here.” I said. After long drinks of water from a few canteens Lela was smart enough to pack we carried on. We moved along the road. Flora looked more and more pained until the sun finally set and a look of relief crossed her face. We would have to search the next exit for the fresh supplies we need, but for now things where moving along at least. That was when we came across the bus.