Footsteps in the sand. A lone path, friends left behind or left for dead.
Her anger, derived by sight, insulated by a lack of expression.
She had arrived, finally.
((Coleen Reagan, continued from Empyrean
Alessio and another boy were talking. The name of the other boy wasn't important; Coleen hardly even afforded him a look other than to determine that thanks to the way the two were positioned in their apparently heated discussion, Alessio's back was towards her. And even though for the moment she couldn't see his face, the sight of him turned away over the scene of a crime was eternally burned into her vision. She would never let it go, not even once he was dead.
The AK-47 had been nestled in her arms for the better part of her travels. Just as planned, she switched the spear out for the more practical weapon the moment the docks were out of sight, so Kimiko couldn't possibly have interpreted the action as a threat and grown hostile and caused the both of them trouble. In her hands, this gun had taken one life. It took the wrong life.
She wouldn't make that mistake again.
She raised her voice.
"There's something I want to know too!" Coleen shouted at the back of Alessio's head. By all rights, she had him. All she had to do was raise her gun and pull the trigger. He would die. But it was not enough for Alessio to die. She needed to know. "Why do you think you can get away without talking about it? Why don't you want to face what you did?" As she ran over the hypothetical best case in her mind while prowling along the coastline, she imagined herself to be in better control of her emotions. Yet with every word, calm escaped her and was replaced by steadily increasing doses of passion. A vibrato entered her voice and she knew her jaw was clenched tighter and tighter at the end of each sentence.
"Did you know? That you're the biggest fucking coward on this entire island?"
The gun raised.
I'm sorry, Enzo,
her heart called out to the one companion she left behind before they could go and die on her. I didn't want you to see this. I didn't want you to see the person I'm becoming. If I make it back, I promise.
I promise I'll make this up to you somehow.