Afina

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"Not until we know intent. You don't have to be a monster to be deadly," she snarled at she kept her arrow worked right where it was. Sana stood her ground, hearing the scream and wondering if the shriek and the new woman were connected. "What the hell is going on over there," she screamed, refusing to take her eyes off the new comer.

At least for now, she thought, attention was taken off her and Hugh. Slowly stepping around to get closer to the group and the door, her aim remained true. "Who are you," she repeated once again as she eyed the woman. She knew there were more dangerous things out there than monsters and human could be the worst of them all.

As Ellyns song reached her ears, she began to get drowsy, her bow lowering slowly as she stumbled. "Hugh.." she whispered as she began to fall to the ground, sleep taking hold.

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You get an awkward situation, and you get an awkward situation, you all get awkward situations!

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Hugh will be in the doghouse, time now.

@Warrior in the Shadows

Poor Hugh can't catch a break, lol

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Welcome to the group, you get our customary welcome. An arrow pointed right at you. Lol

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Sana Sat there frozen in place, still feeling his hand on her back, skin to skin. It was warm and strong, comforting and more. "Yeah..." was all she could manage to whisper as she sat there, resting down a bit more as she pulled back slowly from his ear; her hair brushing his cheek as she did, finding herself trembling slightly.

Then the darkness gave away to light, the sudden change causing Sana to instinctively press her body down against his fully, burying her head under his chin; lips brushing against the hallow of his neck. A few blinks and her eyes adjusted about the time she heard Bjoric start howling with laughter, causing her to sit straight up, wide eyed and mortified. Looking around frantically for a moment before her eyes fell on Hugh.

He looked so embarrassed, waving his hand around trying to tell everyone it wasn't what they thought. Groaning inwardly she knew that no matter what she said or did they would think what they wanted to. "It's nothing," she said as she stood up over him and shot an icy look around, not at anyone in particular but the situation in general.

Taking a quick step, she moved from her position over Hugh and walked to her bed roll. Her face was flush, her heart was racing and her breath ragged. "Shut it," she snapped.

The embarrassment was bad enough, knowing how her body reacted to Hugh made it worse. The nail in the coffin was the look on his face. She had initially just wanted to say screw it and tell them it was exactly what it looked like. Then she saw his reaction. She had seen that reaction before when people were caught with her kind, even if nothing was going on. The total denial of being close to anything that tainted. It stung.

She turned back to face the group about to lay into them when she saw it. Someone that didn't belong. Grabbing an arrow and bow, she knocked it into place and aimed as her eyes narrowed. "Who the hell are you?" she yelled in a guttural and demanding voice.

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I feel a "busted" coming on, lol

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Made a quick edit at the very beginning of the post just now, forgot to have Sana reply to Atros' comment, fixed now.

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Probably not gonna be able to post again till after work.

@Warrior in the Shadows

No worries, will give people plenty of time to make the situation more awkward with comments. LOL

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And awkwardness ensues, heheh

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"Yes, I know, I found one," Sana groaned slightly as her face lay planted in the soft fur, slowly regaining her senses and coming to the realization that she had fallen on top of Hugh. If her face hadn't already red from embarrassment it would have gone so in that very instant. Feeling his hand on the bare skin of her back she tensed slightly from the touch and the warmth, it moving with his hand as it slid up her back, over the ties of her top and to her exposed shoulder. "It's me..." she said quietly, her voice shaken slightly from the spill but even more so from the fact she had managed to fall right on top of the man. "Sana..." she continued as she slowly pushed herself off him, coming up on all fours as she bridged over him.

With there being no light for which to see, Sana remained there for a moment trying to figure out how to move without making the situation worse. Finally she surrendered to the fact that it would just have to get much more awkward before it got any better. At least he hadn't awoke with a startle and thrown her off him, granted at least then she would be out of the way. Reaching out with one arm, she sought to find his shoulder. Once her fingers felt his chest, they slowly moved up until she could grip his shoulder and start righting herself. "I'm alright," she muttered. "Are you?" she asked as she continued to try to move.

Pulling herself up slowly as she swung one of her legs over his mid section. Her bed roll was on the other side of him and the last thing she wanted was to stand up, take a step and land right back where she had started. As her knee found the soft fur on the far side of him, she managed to straddle him some what as her other hand found his free shoulder and she was able to sit up fully.

"I am sooooo sorry," she whispered nervously, not realizing that her face was so close to his at first and that she was actually whispering against his ear. "I can't see shit," she followed up with quickly, still straddling him; half afraid to move and half not wanting to.