ArterialCaucus
Bashful Zealot
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Emily C. Samuels
"Take that money, watch it burn, sing it to the rhythm of lessons I've learned..."
She s t u m b l e d into faith and t h o u g h t , "God, is this a l l there is?"
The p i c t u r e s in her mind a r o s e - and began to b r e a t h e
And all the g o d s in all the w o r l d s began colliding on a backdrop of b l u e
Blue l i p s
Blue v e i n s
"Take that money, watch it burn, sing it to the rhythm of lessons I've learned..."
She s t u m b l e d into faith and t h o u g h t , "God, is this a l l there is?"
The p i c t u r e s in her mind a r o s e - and began to b r e a t h e
And all the g o d s in all the w o r l d s began colliding on a backdrop of b l u e
Blue l i p s
Blue v e i n s
- Well, there went the pleasant dinner. Rae made a sarcastic, airy comment and slumped away without so much as a goodbye. Adam made something that came close to a parting remark - Emily threw a smile his way for the effort, as well as a "see you tomorrow," and another one to Nuri only a few seconds later as one of her orderlies swung by to scoop her up and shuffle her off.
That left her, and Gideon.
Emily wasn't really sure how she felt about Gideon. Of the patients at the hospital, he seemed the most...well, 'sane' probably wasn't the right word. The most level-headed. Certainly the most polite. But polite didn't always mean nice, or safe, or particularly kind. Of all the people she'd met at the hospital, he was the one she knew the least about. And that could be very dangerous. Time to probe those waters.
She blew air out of her cheeks, like a sigh of relief. "Well, there goes the catfight committee," she said, raising her eyebrows in the general direction of the door, "and nobody even tried to kill anyone else. I mean, I can't guarantee how safe the hallway might be, but still." Turned her gaze to Gideon, smiled thinly. "So, you made it through your first day! How're you holding up?" Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her orderlies starting to shuffle uncomfortably - perhaps feeling pressured to do whatever the other orderlies were doing? Best to hurry up and say her piece now. Emily got the feeling she was getting pulled out real fast.
Mentally, she shuffled through what little information she had on Gideon. Army man, Biblically religious - Canadian? He was Canadian, right? She remembered thinking that was unusual during group therapy. "So you're from Canada, right?" Oof. Rough start. Try that again. "Where in Canada? Montreal? Ontario?"It was the only question she found herself able to pose by the time Guns approached, tapped her twice on the shoulder. "Yes, okay," she replied, somewhat irritably, and then to Gideon, "well, looks like I'm out, too. I really do have to unpack, or at least get started on it. See you tomorrow." She smiled, scooped up her plate, and dumped it on her way out. She wasn't lying - there really was a metric s**t ton of stuff in her room that needed to be organized properly. That was going to be a project and a half, she figured.
Anything to keep busy.
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She took a s t e p , but then felt t i r e d ,
She said "I'll r e s t a little w h i l e "
But when she t r i e d to walk again - she w a s n ' t a child
And all the people hurried f a s t , real fast, and no one ever s m i l e d
Blue l i p s
Blue v e i n s
She said "I'll r e s t a little w h i l e "
But when she t r i e d to walk again - she w a s n ' t a child
And all the people hurried f a s t , real fast, and no one ever s m i l e d
Blue l i p s
Blue v e i n s
