[b]Floyd - Catacombs - Jessalyn[/b]

As the girl embraced him suddenly, Floyd couldn't help but stumble backwards. The girl's large belly collided with Floyd's lower abs, pressing hard against them. Her arms wrapped his shoulders tight, his back flexing from the following squeeze. His own arms just dangled to his sides, he didn't want to touch her and make her feel uncomfortable. But it was ironic because it didn't seem she felt that way, especially when she kissed his cheek. All his dampness was now over her tender lips, adding a touch of condemnation to her purification. Floyd felt so close yet so far for some reason. He tried not to look into her eyes, but couldn't help but peak at them. He didn't remember her appearance, didn't realize how...........

Anyhow, as she spoke, Floyd took everything in, he owed her at least that. But when she mentioned being attacked by a certain man, Floyd noticed the marks on her neck. When she brushed his hair off his face, he forced his own hand to lift up her chin. He didn't care if she felt uncomfortable, he just had to see the marks more clearly. Once he let her be, his face turned to the ground. "I'm sorry" he whispered as he backed away slightly. "I couldn't stop them from takin you" he added, finally making eye contact with her. His eyes were red, not from tears or irritation, but from anger and rage. He was furious that he hadn't been able to protect her like her promised. Floyd lived by a code, a very particular code that her should never crack. It is difficult to explain so he never talks about it.

At the moment it wasn't time to continue thinking of what could have been because there wasn't time for that. When a large cloud of dust fell on his shoulders and moans started to arise from his left, Floyd knew it was time to snap out of it. As Jess asked about Lynn, Floyd knew there was only one way to answer her question. "I promised her I'd keep ya safe, so that's what I'm bout to do" he said in his whispering tone as he took hold of her wrist. With a tug, he started to pull her along, away from the cells that Lynn had been held captive in. He could feel restraint from Jess, but wasn't about to turn around with his decision. He knew Lynn would understand, the woman wasn't an idiot.