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Patriarchy; Husk
Topic Started: Dec 14 2011, 05:30 AM (131 Views)
Cannonball
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September 30

-Morning-

Try as he might he doubted he would ever really be a city person. Something about the booming style of a metropolis went against his grain, the traffic, the people, the noise and smells it grated on his skin and made him long for a simple patch of farm land, it's house made by hand and heart, and all the love of the people inside. Still he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't miss somethings about New York. He would miss the bounty of the city's wealth of diversity and culture, it's steeled resilience and strength, the ease it could pull itself back together and act as if nothing not even a full on assault against it by Sentinels had ever transpired. He doubted any town back in Kentucky would do that, too many bar flies and Baptists to keep the flames of gossip and talk alive. Here, people were too busy to remember always looking to the future back there things moved so slow as to always be reaffirming the past. You could be one or the other but the conflicting nature of each seemed to affirm that you couldn't be both. Regardless of where you eventually lived your heart was always adapt for one.

The chaos that had greeted him at his arrival back from his family home in Cumberland had died down, the battle was over for now, only the rebuilding left to be done. Sam felt very much the same about his own life. Xaviers was gone, in it's place a mound of rubble serving as a mass grave. Hatred toward mutants was reaching an all time high with trouble coming in at all sides and from all fronts. War had found them all, it had scared them all, and now they had to make their way through it. Sam tried not to think about Jay, the price the boy had paid and the choices he had made that Sam universally disagreed with and had been powerless to stop. His family was coming a part and it was as much his fault as the world that sought to tear them up and beat them down. Love was strong but endurance was weak.

He waited anxiously for any sign of his sister, duffel bag with the few of his belongings he still had with him hung over his shoulder. He went over again in his head his last ditch speech to convince her to come with him even though he knew changing Paige's mind at this point would be a little harder then telling the sun to rise in the west. Still he'd give it what he had and hope she would reconsider. He hadn't thought any farther past that. He didn't want to think about missing her, the goodbyes he had already endured had been hard enough.

When she appeared breaking out of the crowd he ran at her and pulled her into a hug. He knew now how few chances a person actually got to hold the people they loved. He didn't want to think that this goodbye might be their last but it hung in the air around them. Death was the only thing that permeated the air thinker then the cities smog. Standing there embracing the person he loved more then his own life he abandoned his long speech. He didn't want to spend this time with Paige arguing and letting the stubborn Guthrie streak keep them from saying what all needed to be said. He didn't want to leave the city with his sister doubting that he loved her. One siblings condemnation was enough he couldn't bare it from Paige as well.

"Are ya sure ya wont come with me? Ah've heard some great thing about Utopia and Dani and the others are gonna be there. It aint forever just till we can get a battle handle on things. Everything's goin so crazy, ya know. Ah know ya can take care of yerself this aint even about that but I'd sure feel the heck of a lot better with you around. It's bad enough Jay staying here doing God knows what for God knows who. Imagine Pa's rolling over in his grave at the mess a things done turned into. How'd it ever get this complicated, Paige? Seems like no time ago we were all just kids and now..."

A taxi rumbled past them the driver yelling curse words at pedestrians who just nearly missed being hit in the street. Sam looked at the chaos and back at his siter again.

"Aint nothin simple no more is it?"



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